The Silence Beyond

Silence beyondI sit at the feet of the tall ones
Apprenticing to redwoods
to learn an ancient dialect

Sitting in circle:

Grandmother teaches stillness
Owl sings lullabies
Bird tells stories
Creek gently trickles

In time, the chirps settle down
Gurgles fall away
even that high-pitched tale from the treetop of my head,
that strange frenzy
loses all energy

the canyon is at peace

Yet beyond that
in the cave behind the waterfall
I hear the language of Deep Time
Where even words of wisdom
are mere distant echoes on the wall

In the grammar of stillness
A patient heart seed
takes a cosmic breathe
and I hear it
closer than my own heartbeat:

the silence beyond sound


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