Saturday, August 27, 2016

In Silence

"What we cannot speak about 
we must pass over in silence."
~ Ludwig Wittgenstein

Into the bucolic cove, I recognize my soul.
Diving connection, 
defying definition.


My heart floats there,
mist, fog, the world.

Nature hums light
and the clarity of color.
Silence, except for the birds.
no words, no one.
Just understanding
and infinite gratitude:
I am and will be.

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