Lizards in the Leaves

Rustlings in the green....imagination, art, whimsy

Apr 15, 2009

No. 15 i am listening: waiting

i am listening: waiting

for the trees
to speak to me.

i know that i must become still
and slower than i can ever imagine
being

that i must take root
in a silence

that has its own atmosphere
and gravity

that i must be
more present
than i can ever possibly
be.

i practice.

it is the deepest voice
i want to hear

a voice that is the essence
of patience itself.

i have questions.

what i hear today
is just leaves chattering:
they say
“we seek the light
that is seeking us and you

should go play.”

--Zann Carter 04.15.09

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