Dark Serenity

In a place of dark serenity
Haunted by an eternal twilight
Ghostly shadows of waves dance
Where I dwell down in the Deep

Falling in the primeval waters
Like a child returning to her mother
To hide from the world
Burning all around me

Only a silver shroud above for light
Where my only friends are shadows
I take tranquility in darkness
I take peace in solitude

For what wondrous embryos
Grow in these amniotic waters?
Formless luminescence try to be born
A light not yet properly formed

Only in the dark can I become the light
Only after dying can I be reborn

My Voice

I lost my voice
from the burden
of other people’s expectations

I found my voice
in the whisper
of the cold morning wind

I lost my voice
under the pressure
of performing in the spotlight

I found my voice
in the peaceful darkness
of the middle of the night

I lost my voice
in the hectic race
of earning a living

I found my voice
in the well of stillness
deep within me

I lost my voice
in the hundred sounds
of nattering critique

I found my voice
in the songs of birds
singing outside my window

I lost my voice
in the cold stares
of indifferent crowds

I found my voice
in the music
flowing within me

The patter of rain
The rustling of leaves
The whistle of wind
Is a balm for my tattered soul

Cave of Wisdom

Wisdom grows slowly
like a stalagmite
from the endless drip
of daily trivialities

The trickle of everyday minutiae
The infinitesimal details of life
Solidify year upon year
into a formidable pillar

deep in the mysterious
caverns of our minds
Standing as solid columns
supporting the basement of our thoughts

Unseen, unheard
the sleeping pillars
do their work at rest
in obscure silence