Silent Morning

Early morning silent Zen of Chai
feeds upon the breasts of Fall,
Hazy clouds of vapor travels as calm of night,
Ever lasting obscurity flees from the silent winds of change,
Lurking of our loving depths, divine silence, fallen leaves,
a dying Mesquite - no crown for fowl in flight,
Contemplative morning, depths of silence, wisdom,
greets my soul with a silent morning
Zen of Chai.
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
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