26 May 2018

A Rare Clearing

Today a strange clearing appeared in the forest
of time.  The agenda emptied and phones silenced.
No games, emails, messages or social networks
beckoned. It was possible to sit still, relaxed
and unashamed, with no anticipated end.

Astounding. A quiet within the not quiet—
a lawnmower outside somewhere, traffic backed up
from the light blocks away, horns and music forcing
their way through loosely-sealed windows—and yet
peace remaining, stillness settling like ocean calm.

Exhale, take a deep breath, exhale again, then breathe
naturally letting eyes brush surfaces deep,
deeper than dusting, to see home in fine detail—
red tweed chair, cream leather recliner, brown love seat
color swirling within an aqua carpet pond.

Slip off sandals, let bare feet sink between lily
pads and wade into home’s comfort, a breeze bringing
scents of mint leaves, pine needles and cat dander.
Two cats lift their ears, catching your entry into
their world in the strange forest clearing out of time.

Posted at Poets United 

Poetry Pantry #405

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© 2018 Susan L. Chast

1 comment:

Sherry Blue Sky said...

I LOVE the clearing appearing in the forest of time. I wish i could send you some of my usual richly silent days. But sounds like you enjoyed this one very much and that it was restorative. I have been galloping around after a very hyper and bitey puppy. I am exhausted, my hands are punctured by little puppy teeth, and my knees are protesting. But she is so cute!