Between words


What is it
This emptiness that lies between words
In the spaces filled with something,
The language of breath
And formation of the body movement,
Palpable in its nothingness
Yet so deeply heard.
Reaching for the sky
Locked in the senses
Each one whole
Connected
Silence not broken by the sound
Of words thick with meaning
Underlying and known thoughts
To let it go into the wind,
Slip away beneath the surface
Watching it drown in its self
Rising strong above
Warrior carries the burden
Alone to stand
Undisturbed by the pull
Of a need,
Letting the sorrow go
Of the need to control,
To fix,
To make it all better,
Hands open to the coming
Of love undeniable.

Sacred space


Trinkets of meaning
The soul has places
For each and every
Sacred word,
Gems and sticks
Rocks and feathers
Gifts of the natural
Set upon the table
Just as important
As fork and spoon
To the feast of peace.
Sitting in silence
Birds beyond call out
Come play they may say
And I close my eyes
Losing myself to the quiet.
Heart beat gently slows
As the energy covers
Like silk so soft
Falling about me
In this moment of purity
I am saved by the spirits
The feeling of bliss
As dark thoughts fade
Into nothing
Replaced
By all that is.