The Wonder of Silence

Over An Empty Sky

 

Thoughts appear in front of me.

Like birds out of the corner of my eye

they fly across my sight

and they are gone.

 

I can't get in their way.

I can't jump that high

or go that fast.

So I lie in the warm sunlight

enjoying them as they are busy disappearing.

 

When they are gone I fawn over the empty sky.

When they come back I revel in the contrast.

When they chase each other around trying to establish dominance

I tell them everything will be okay.

 

"Okay!?"

Then I remember

and laugh wildly

at my childish behavior.

I was again pretending to be the King of the Birds.