Rest

How perfect to sit

In exquisite quietude

And let the rope slip;

To unclench the jaw

Relax the foot

And simply roll;

To unfocus the eyes

Loll the tongue

And let kindness in.

Wait

One pulled out an iPhone,
showed photos to Another-
a car, a cat, a garden gnome:
no consequence to Either.

Other talked incessantly
whilst staring straight ahead,
Not even feigning interest
in anything One said.

Two talked with animation,
their voices harsh and shrill,
No pause for contemplation,
they had a void to fill.

The muzak wraps around us
and the colours pin our eyes,
and we’ve almost lost our bearings
in a sea of empty lies.

But halfway through an outburst,
Partway through a word,
Quietly, in the cosmos
Something waits there, to be heard…

Listen

Listen to the trees
those moon brushed philosophers
in contemplation

Carpe Diem Haiku Kai