Three Poems

I hear music echoing in silence …

CREATION

Song and silence dance.

In their rhythm                  
   the world                    
           is called into being.

 

 

 

DREAMING

Dreaming on a still

          day of meditation 

               and quiet solitude

 

 

 

THE SKY OF WINTER

Look gently at the sky of winter  
    for its silver greyness  
           masks the blue of spring  

Seek between its shifting shadows  
     as they twist and swirl  
            before your silent eyes  

Somewhere,  
     deep within its darkness,  
            lies a miracle waiting to be born.