In silence I await eternity .......
To look for answers now seems all but
nonsense and yet
of all the possibilities?
What else can the human heart do
perhaps to sit back and contemplate
Empty the mind empty the heart
yes even the soul ?
Let just the perfection of this nothingness
form it's own course
To be the journey in itself
to live only appreciating each minute
each and every hour
The buddha climbs to the mountaintop
and spends his hours in
The priest calls together his
flock and recalls the
And the kings
count coins and pay
Give me the sounds of nature
so that I might beg
And the eternal serenity for the impatient