silent winds

Silent winds

Within the silence of silent winds
and the blowing of the wind wind

Grounded in winters solace
The mind turns as  the earth

Through eternal mystery unfolding
The sound of rain falling from a silent sky
Remembering becomes again possible
 
Though quiet in its solitude
Beginnings take shape
In the stillness of our memories
 
The scent of lavender in open field
Waterfalls spray fresh mist in lighted rays
Leaves falling amidst forest streams
There is a sound deep from within

Cold sun in frost at dawn
In the early morning
Reflected light off tilted trees
Winter fades in
Crimson dawn of moonlight nights