Inner Silence – A Poem

Inner silence, flowing peace aquifer Its syntax, drops of primordial water, Bubbling hieroglyphs within each soul Translated by its own Rosetta stone. They are Eden’s waters, still quenching, Refreshing, rebooting life’s frame and form. (For, we did not leave that Garden empty-handed, you know), Its antediluvian springs, a cloak – Its hem, dripping life-sustaining waterContinue reading “Inner Silence – A Poem”