Quietude

Quietude by Odin Roark Quietude Like a tree’s dark shadow Knows only the absorption of all colors Rendering the din of senses A cacophonous silence How gentle the process Once resistance abates The mind’s own deprivation tank Engendering trust void of fear Yet So hesitant are many To embrace the white light To wait out nature’s tintinnabulation The white noise becoming aphonic To lay oneself down Afloat atop the water The grass The ethereal reality of consciousness Where leaves of brown Beneath the awaiting orange of Red and yellow repeat nature’s cycle Where jasmine lures the mulch of life Into purity’s gateway Patiently biding time’s eternal truth Preparing one with zero The hush of peace The quiet of love The mutation of hate Conjoin in harmony’s sublime reward The circle of quietude