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the silence is holy
 
it has dimensions into eternity
 
so quiet, a distant car honk
sounds like a star, located in eternity
 
the slight breeze in the juniper
       moves a shadow across the window
 
my second cup of Earl Grey
betokens quietude, the curling smoke
from Nag Champa strikes me
       this morning as Persian
probably because I was thinking yesterday
of Scheherazade’s gamble
 
of necessity I perform Garuda mudra
sitting cross-legged in bed, interlocking
my thumbs before my heart, fingers splayed
outwards as eagle wings I rise my
hands slowly upwards, it is
flight along the bottom edge of clouds,
tell us another story, oh daughter,
about the genie in the bottle
      who grants us one wish
Mark Weber demonstrates Garuda mudra ---- July 10, 2oo9 Flying Point Beach -- snap by Janet ---- Garuda is the huge savior bird of Hindu mythology who removes all evil

Mark Weber demonstrates Garuda mudra —- July 10, 2oo9 Flying Point Beach — snap by Janet —- Garuda is the huge savior bird of Hindu mythology who removes all evil

 

5 Comments

  1. Hope to catch you reading! love the poem.

  2. joan jobesmith voss

    October 12, 2017 at 4:39 pm

    beautiful!

  3. Beautiful, Mark . .

  4. Wonderful poem Mark

  5. Crazy man on a beach
    thumbs caught by a bird.

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