Know Silence Between the Rocks

In
a quiet
place
that exists
between the rocks,
a man sits
in a circle
of arm and leg…
waits
for the world
to pass
overhead.

People
he’s never met
on a path
he’ll never take
won’t ever know
what’s in the boulder field
so far below.

Shoes
unneeded
unshod
unheeded
look sideways
and ask about walking
to a man who has quit talking.

Silence can break a person
in two…
or quietly cascade a duality
into oneness
into harmony
into a place
untold.
No place can tell you
anything real.
No person lasts forever.
You’ll only know the truth
when it’s something
you can’t help
but feel.

No one watches
the way your inside can.
So be friends
with that person.
Be an ally to the one
who waits
and rests
between the rocks
one you are born next to
the other
that last place
you’ll ever fall asleep…
know silence
and be among friends
at all times
in between.

 

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About skymeetingtheground

Healer, poet, author, yogi, single father...outdoorsy guy.
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