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Monday, April 6, 2015

National Poetry Month

Poem for the day.

Squirrel Mountain Zen

Full moon
Silent, serene, eloquent.
Swirling mother-of-pearl clouds.
Winter black tree branches
Brushing sweeping inky fingers
On the luminous night sky.
Wood stove sparking, crackling,
Whispering soft snatches of forgotten melody.
A small figure of a Buddha
Flickers in the candle light.
Vibrant silence
Sentient silence
Abundant, eloquent silence
Prescient silence.
Full moon silence, pregnant with all words ….

Leela Ellis

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