Quietude

On forest pond, skeeters hydrophobic feet

Blend edges of air and water

Gliding still water with silence

Skimming surfaces of quietude

Silent ripples of awareness

Mirror my mind in calm glimpses

Of my own Life’s miracle

As if my heartmind can

defy my body’s gravity

in this moment of quietude

Calming the surfaces of my soul

And I too walk on water

In my buoyancy of Spirit

in my connection to all things

Where air meets water—

Where the heavens touch the seas

How is it that quietude speaks

so loudly to me and thee ?

Sliding, skimming, skating, striding

between the seen and unseen

While reflections of peace float me