The noisy silence of my mind (circa 2002) por Shodai Sennin J. A. Overton-Guerra

The noisy silence of my mind

I listen to the silence of my mind,

and in sounds of prose and rhyme,

I hear the death –

the end of time –

as it assails all that is.

Faced with endless skies of infinite visions,

and limitless will to mountains climb.

Yet, death calls to the end of time.

I listen to the silence of my mind,

and in its sounds I do find

whispers of wisdoms yet to be known,

and of secrets to be shown only to me.

Dawn to dusk,

and at times into the twilight

I must stray.

Moment by moment,

day by day,

a lifetime won or lost.

I listen to the silence of my mind

and in the feelings therein I hold,

a future awaits –

if only bold I dare to become;

trappings and snares.

I listen to the silence of my mind

and in dreams of passionate embraces,

traces of forever leave heavy charges

of youth and visions;

A man’s choices and his decisions.

I listen to the silence of my mind

and hear the halting of the cooling heart,

and reason and discipline hold

what slowly falls apart in time.

And I know that one day

A butterfly I will become

And I shall cease 

The noisy silence of my mind.

por Shodai Sennin J. A. Overton-Guerra