may we all be heard
words are bells
let them ring!


Thom World Poet Austin, Texas, USA
Global Radical networker and activist for promoting the live Creative Arts,
at every possible opportunity, especially in his home-city, Austin, Texas, USA


Tuesday, November 2, 2010

silence and stars

Two gifts remembered when in my desert-ears clear to hear
the sound of snakes in bush  and curled black on tarmac
eyes opened to uncountable constellations above and beyond fingers pointing
Now combine the lack of people with attunement to each night
Time slows and freezes as stars fall in slow and quick time
Earth vibrates as it moves(you can hear heartbeat earthquakes
Another life is gifted-and it is this one! Listen! Watch! Slow down-
the speed and pace changes according to where you are
Just to sit and steal time to watch stars-apart from city fed luminaries
Out where distance is forevers,deserts hold secrets they will share
only when you stop long enough to learn how time stops with you
every star is a story,every sound stolen from The Book Of Silence
Here is where you are.Cast deep in waters of skies-your eyes attune
when you look past solo moon to every point of light.Watch it pulse/vibrate
Even in stillness-movement.As it is with us,when we slow .Stop.
Become deserts.Drop distractions.Make time .Become time.Watch
this only world become many moments-filled with silences(and stars!
FOR DESERTS LIVE WITHIN US EVERYWHERE IS HERE

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