no-speak

i just realized i've never posted a poem here. it's about time, then!

here is one, written during a retreat at lovely rivendell:


i sit in silence,
no-speak;
freed from the clutter of
what-do-i-say-next,
i hear.
i hear beside me
the chatter of my friends -
those lovely rising and falling sounds,
honey to my ears:
crickets chirping among the most fragrant flowers of summer.