When her silence speaks

When her silence speaks

the rush of
breath
soul
leaf chimes
mulch growth
bark banter
her, mellifluousness

When her silence speaks

lissom creatures begin
their rites
for early morning
awakens the spirit
her spirit

When her silence speaks

nature’s monks
renew the air
spatial awareness

When her silence speaks …

trust begins

Calming the beast

The rain burst through
a behemoth of sound
bringing with it a chill to soak
the bones and wither the souls
of mortal beings
with their rushes and sighs
doorslams and cries
shivers, angst, tears and fears …

The green ones drink
in silence
for this is their time, their silent hour

for nature’s silence is the beautiful sound
of life, her heartbeat, her gift.

They know how to calm the behemoth

While we run and hide
they embrace the storm.

Night sky blue

Night sky blue
twilight inspiration

I see there are no birds
no breeze
only a stillness
waiting
for humanity to sing
but instead they
create a haiku which reads

Lockdown is over
the masses have decided
to unmask the world

 

Silence happens
because the Earth needs to breathe.