The Notebook of Life is open
the Pen rests quietly on an Empty Page
this Pen has written on Many Pages
this Pen will write on pages to come.
This Pen now rests on an Empty Page
an Empty Page in mid-October Sun.
In Resting & Renewal, there is an Understanding
of Silence; a Gentle Marriage to the Still Places
Inside these Still Places, there is a conversation
with our own Deeper Wisdom, our own Inner Friend;
A Drink from the Fountain that flows at River’s Source.
The Notebook is Open
The Pen rests quietly on the Empty Page
There is Nothing to Begin,
Because Everything has already Begun
There is Nothing to End
Because Everything is Over,
everything we ever Started …
The only thing Not Ending, and Not Begining,
is the Wonder Beyond Words
Which there are no words for, no pens for, no paper for;
no Formalities, Rituals or Celebrations
that Do Justice
to the Unsung Song.
The Pen rests in Silence
It’s tip in Wet Eternal Kiss
on Empty Paper.
All songs have been sung,
and no words have sprung
From this Overflowing