Autumn tree

'every leaf speaks bliss to me

fluttering from the autumn tree' 

her words echo from years ago

this tree growing new leaves 

as if, in an eternal spring 

teaching me lessons 

in belongingness? 

or on the vitality of life?

as always, the bird within 

lifts its wings, smiling

to the sky within

'every leaf speaks bliss to me
fluttering from the autumn tree' ~ Emily Brontë

Returning to the source

Returning to the source

“Returning to the source
is stillness,”
Lao Tsu whispers from across the ages, 
from across the mountains
pulling me back into the zone
of silence and light

words clamour for a while
within, seeking the end
until i spoil a white
page...

then all returns
to a stillness

and the sky expands
within

"Returning to the source  is stillness,” Lao Tsu whispers from across the mountains

or ages - read something like that in a news-feed yesterday - don't remember who posted.

...and that is where this one originated.