A Prescription

silence and time
are the healers
of rich and poor

An Uncomfortable Conversation

What might I say
to break
this awkward silence?

Hidden Depths

If I am peevish or irritable
it may not be that I am simply a grump

I contain within myself
a great turmoil and fear

And when you prod in anger
when I ask you to leave it well alone
do not tell me you did not wish
to hear such heartbreak

Silence

What despair!
That my words
Be greeted with silence.

Communication

I’d rather have you besides me
Silence tied, a string between us
Then send messages in a bottle

Meditation

In a river of words
I prefer a perfect silence;
The simple act of being
Is acknowledging myself

Hibernation

Night which sinks ever more earlier
Lays its blanket of velvet down
Like a hush of snow
It stops and stifles thoughts
For ursine dreams

Snow on Cedars

The snow on cedars
Laces over dark branches
Silent crystals hang

A Unique Existence

I have made friends with silence
And that state of being which requires no effort
The inhale and exhale, a more natural meditation
Alone
Than in classes where yogic enlightenment
Is another excuse to avoid
Divisibility by 1

Silence

A well of silence
Can center a nervous heart
And provide great strength