The great silence

When the great silence

swallows me

I continue speaking

because I cannot hear the silence

when the great darkness

encloses me

I continue seeing

because I cannot see the darkness

when the great love

wraps me in its arms

I continue to seek it

because I cannot feel the love

The source of joy

Photo by Dan Fraser

I look for joy

in the oceans trees and sky

the rivers flowers and bird song

and I find it there

but what is the source of joy

I look for joy

in your eyes your smile

and your touch

and I find it there

but what is the source of joy

I look for joy

in my words my memories

and my mirror

but I find it hidden there

what is the source of joy