Listening

Maybe I only need to sit and listen,

my whole being focused on the silence

that orchestrates a blackbird’s song:

the silence that says more than all the notes.

maybe the time is right for listening

rather than speaking,

for holding close to the moment,

the moment of now.

Only in perfect stillness

beyond the blackbird’s call,

beyond the breath,

can we hear the earth breathing;

can hear how we should be, in the depths of our being.

Oh soul! Speak to me in this moment,

unite me with the eternal home,

the eternal oneness of the moment.

Let me learn how to live in the now, the very now,

that I may live in the silence between thoughts,

the silence between notes, the music of life itself.