Tuesday, April 20, 2010

hollow bone

for m


Sometimes you have to stop the Music
and step into the Stillness -
Breath the only sound
a Harmony of Spirit joined with Life Force
Animated by the Terror and Ecstasy
of emergence from the womb
the first fragile cry
announcing this Incarnation to the Universe

No more,
the silent muffled world inside the Waters
The dissonance of the heavens
comes un-muted to the tiny shell-like ear
Roaring like the Ocean, like the Storm
Howling winds, the cacophony of the naked Stars
Surrounding encasing
Numbing
The gossamer skin of the Soul

Cries of Love and Desolation
radiate from the core of Remembered Light
There Songs also are born
Tones belling sighing keening
from that Deepest place

And Breath, the reed,
gives Voice
as from a carved bone whistle
to those Songs of Loss and Yearning
Songs of Joy and Praise
for All That Is



1 comment:

  1. Another beautiful one. Have you thought of publishing your poetry, Pamela? You should. Love you ...

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