As some of you might also do, after writing a poem I will take one word that I think is the essence of my writing and paste it into Google’s image search engine. My hope is to find a perfect piece of art to accompany the brief peak into my mind and heart.  Often times I believe I succeed in finding such an image.

     Today while looking for something to go with the word ‘silence’ I came across a graphic, whose source stopped me in my tracks.  It completely conveyed what I needed to read at that exact moment. 

     Here are the words I found that belonged to the above image for ‘Silence”

“It is time to still your mind, still all the voices that clamor and distract you from clarity. It is time to stop communicating, stop talking, stop trying to reason things through with language, and open your inner vision. Let your mind become as breathlessly silent as fog, as free as a butterfly. This moment is perfect... the next moment is perfect...

Be still. Listen.”

(source: http://www.lunaea.com/tarot/tarottour2/tour25.html )

I wish my poem were as good as the above piece, but none-the-less...my poem follows:

I tried to sit in silence
only to be bombarded;
washers, a TV, and rain.
I wanted to turn it all off;
to end the constant noise.
And that’s not counting
what was in my head.
Or the echo inside
my empty heart.
There is no escape.
Silence does not exist,
as in all things hoped for
but never found.

© 2006 Sara Coslett