Come and Find Me In My Solitude
Away from the kinetic trails of the day,
My entire spirit pines for a lilting mantra
Where I turn into a tender shape
Fluid, quiet and chaste…my lucent breaths
Taste the scent of feline quietude warmed
By buoyant flows into the welcoming infinity
of space that accepts nothing nothing
But an amiable pilgrimage of the heart’s wish—
0ne with one where I inhabit the ‘now’
In its universal residence ,as my whole essence
Marvels at the joy of contemplative silence …
That allowing ‘what is’ opens my being
Like a harvest of light and flowers
Within an unknown garden where a dove, a river
Becomes a softened, divine tune humming ,
"Come and find me in my solitude."
Late June 2018 Premiere Contest
For Brian Strand
Copyright © Nette Onclaud | Year Posted 2016
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