There was peace
in being
without words —
allowing
all that was
too much
to be —
waiting for
a more subtle message
to form —
wating for our hearts
to speak.
Quiet Reflections and Prayers
There was peace
in being
without words —
allowing
all that was
too much
to be —
waiting for
a more subtle message
to form —
wating for our hearts
to speak.
And so the words
written carefully
on my heart
began to reflect
the gentle way
I had taken in
subtle messages
from inner and outer
experiences —
reflecting the soft,
repetitive motion
of holding and letting go,
listening and settling —
the one thing
strong enough
to heal my own heart —
this gentle way —
this most natural movement
of life.