The Quiet

By Krishna Raval

I love the quiet
The green
Sunshine on my back
I enjoy touching the earth
The bark of a tree
I listen
To the birds

Deeper
Into the woods
I find a place quieter
Thoughts still abuzz
Complimenting the bees
I listen
For the rhythm of my heart

Deeper still
I slowly feel
The familiar
A lightness. A dance
Of my subtle body
A steady beat
Calling me

As I inch closer still
I sense the blues
And the yellow
The fun, the mellow
I tune in,
I listen
To the music that is me.