self-isolation
may open a soul to new
vistas between leaves
Tag: myownpoems
Hush cacophany
Erroneously
I think of my heartbeat as
silent until Iam silent and then
I hear peaceful music and
reassurance whereearlier there was
only the ache of a wide
and deep unknowing –rhythm that asks me
to hush cacophany and
to be present withheart-heard symphony
echoing in the halls of
quietened inside
Contemplative pen
So, I am a pen –
apparently an object
incapable of
thought yet possessed of
ability to make marks
on paper that speak
of metaphor and
so I permit myself to
enquire from whence comes
imagination
that flows in my ink, from whence
and how, why and when? –
heady stuff for all
of us: women and men and
contemplative pen
Keeping company with

And of course it is
conversation that grows an
abiding in love

Reflection
life’s great art speaks a
powerful truth of goodness
in the human heart178
Human awakening
together always
together always – all ways
together always177
Borborygmi
borborygmi — the
sounds of this digestion — and
Sharon Olds tells moresee onbeing.org
176
In this silence
may height and depth and
breadth comfort at times when all
our words fall away175
Evening comes
evening comes and breathes
another prayer by way
of nature’s fine art174
Taste and see
some people can dream
up a birthday cake out of
their imagination173
Colour and place?
do you prefer a
particular place for your
meditation space?172
Origins?

I wonder when our
preferences for light design
and order begin?171
Further to yesterday
but when our May ‘as
gone shoppin’ ye can clout ‘im
then our Jacqueline170
Surprise

you know of course that
another wrote ‘ne’er cast a
clout ’til May is out’169
Post-admin

a fruitful admin
session deserves reflecting
upon gratefully168