Where the Wind Listens

Poetry

  • Bring Me A Rainstorm

    Bring Me A Rainstorm

    Bring Me a Rainstorm A single flash of lightning cuts through my sacred space,hand resting on the page,fingers curled around my pen.and oh, in that instant, I plead,I beg life itself…Please… bring me a rainstorm.I will give my everything.Cease the clamor of the world and still the tremble within. I will throw open every windowof…

  • To Bask in Quiet Beauty

    To Bask in Quiet Beauty

    There are times when I feel more fragile than a feather,a tender leaf among a field of brilliant wildflowers,dwarfed by the brilliance of the world.My feet stuck in this modern humanity where I don’t belong.The noises and comings and goings andconstant connection,Often, I hide from it all.More often, I wish I could hide from it…

  • A Whisper, a Confession, a Thank you

    A Whisper, a Confession, a Thank you

    I could write a letter to the poets of the world, and oh, the things that I could say!There would be no holding back.After all, how do you hide from a poet?I would tell them of the times theybrought me back to life, after breaking my heart. I would tell them that readingtheir words was…

  • A Moment of Reverence

    A Moment of Reverence

    I can’t help but wonder, Have you felt it too? As you gaze out the window on a starlit night?While vacuuming the living room floor,Spending days watching a flower bloom,Standing at the edge of a lake as the sun rises above the mountains,Sitting in the gentle peace of your own quiet heart?Have you felt it?Have…