Silent as Dust Falling

For the Tuesday Platform at Real Toads.

Silent as Dust Falling
“Maybe that’s enlightenment enough: to know that there is no final resting place of the mind; no moment of smug clarity. Perhaps wisdom…is realizing how small I am, and unwise, and how far I have yet to go. -Anthony Bourdain”

I lay on the sand
gazing up at the stars.
No ambient light –
just the stars above me.
I realize that when I am wiser
I will seek out these places of solitude,
the bowl of simple noodles in broth,
the tree in the middle of the forest.
I will find peace in the stars above me,
peace in the loneliness of the desert,
peace in the middle of the noisy rowdy city.
Listening to the waves whispering
is the only music I need –
The rain tapping the leaves,
the snow falling silent as dust,
the leaf falling from the tree,
the songs the stars sing as they travel through the darkness,
I breathe deeply, quietly
not wanting to disturb the music.

copyright kanzensakura

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