Now that I have many winters
The silence of the day brings me perfect equilibrium.
Not a leaf is astir on a tree
And I am unshaken by winter storms.

When I raise my bow, it yields its strength to me
When I sing my song, it merges with the wind
Rising, soaring to you

The great river sets my heart to dreaming
It moves me
A leaf in the river of life am I
Adrift in a sea of silence.



Filed under Musings, Tom Mooney

2 responses to “Unshaken

  1. juliembrown8

    visual and stirring – I like it. Good work Tom!


  2. Evocative, well crafted. Fine work, Tom.


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