The Gift of Silence

I close my eyes
face tilted to sun’s warmth.
I listen with my entire being.
Rhythmic ocean’s waves
continually roll in.
Their soothing sounds
existed long before me.
Will exist long after me.
Sea breeze ruffles hair
as closed eyes see glow.
Darkness in any form
cannot invade this moment’s grace.
This place calms my soul.
I breathe in this moment.
I am embraced by sun
and wind and ocean,
afloat in serenity.

View from our deck in Provincetown – 23rd year we’ve rented here. Poem written this morning – and yes, it is just like this. I’ve always called it our happy place. I actually think it’s more about serenity and calm.

Sliver of Silver by Lindsey Ein

Moon is a sliver of silver;
stars sparkle, shimmering
steel in space;
silky cirrus clouds
slither across silent sky
searching span for sanctuary.

Solitary soul seeks solace;
a shield from shadows of secrets
searing his serenity.
Scanning skyward, he senses sanctuary in
sacrament of silence, a sliver of silver shining still.

Written by Lindsey Ein and read aloud today at OLN LIVE, at dVerse, the virtual pub for poets around the globe.
Image from Pixabay.com