There are those moments
When these letter containers
Just don’t quite work, can’t begin
To hold what my heart and soul
Want to express
So I remain silent
I imagine the talisman of space
And distance and the veil of
Separateness-from-the-subject
Tacitly grants permission for
Voice to rise
So I remain silent, waiting
In the quiet of the night
I gently allow my voyage to
Take me a little bit deeper
Tiptoe to the edge and peer
Over into stillness
So I remain silent, pensive
I drop a stone into that space
And listen to the wind
Of its falling rushing pull
No splash, no finale
Nothingness
So I remain silent, accepting
© 2007
Julie Jordan Scott

I think we have all been there and in the end..accepting. A powerful poem and so well penned my friend. Thanks for linking with Potluck xxx
Posted by: Amanda | September 20, 2010 at 12:23 AM
Brilliant piece.
love the flow here.
Posted by: Jingle | September 20, 2010 at 07:31 AM
I can related .
lovely sentiments,
beautiful write.
cheers!
Happy Monday!
Posted by: Jingle | September 20, 2010 at 07:32 AM
So calm and wise-- a beautiful write! still waiting for the splash-- I never will stop.
Posted by: mm | September 20, 2010 at 07:55 AM
lovely and calming write....very nice...bkm
Posted by: bkmackenzie | September 20, 2010 at 10:35 AM
;) nice..
Posted by: fiveloaf | September 20, 2010 at 11:18 AM
Phew, now that is what I call poetry!
Posted by: penelopephoebe | September 21, 2010 at 07:07 AM
Great stuff. Enjoyed this first visit to yr blog
Warmest Salad
Luke
Posted by: Lukepraterswordsalad.wordpress.com | September 21, 2010 at 11:56 AM
I enjoyed reading that. Thank you.
Posted by: Penelopephoebe | September 28, 2010 at 11:20 PM