Sunday, 29 April 2012

Storm (for Sunday Scribblings)

Howling around the house
And knocking against the windows
A storm provides the backdrop
For my morning meditation

Inside my mind
An internal storm
Of thoughts and feelings
Blows away my concentration

But at its centre
In the eye of the storm
There is stillness
And peace

Monday, 2 April 2012

Heart wide open

Like a window opening
To a summer’s day
With white, fresh curtains
That gently sway
I allow my heart
To open wide
I let in the tide
And the ebb
And the flow
And slowly
But surely
My heart
Begins to glow