From Stillness

The words sail across the tranquil reflections, chanting in esoteric language

Kissed by cosmic azure, there’s breath of freshness permeating the last darkness

Silence is still relevant and the yawning translates some unexpressed feelings

Hand-holding the unsure steps of a dreaming lad are the first rays of light

Complacency not of boredom, but there is no desire to indulge in unfavourable talk

Branches write across eternity’s canvas while gleefully swaying to a rhythm

What is created from this stillness will be recited when the sky illuminates



5 thoughts on “From Stillness

Comments are closed.