Beyond Quiet

While neurosciences probe deeper
Into that place beyond quiet,
Where radiator rumble,
Refrigerator hum,
Pipe rattling
Ceases to be.
The why of our hidden thinking core
Remains ever revealing.

Even as a dog knows
Beneath opening and closing mouth yawns,
An alley cat fathoms
While cleaning silently in the night,
Adults know little
Of the silence of thought beyond,
Save the innate noise that precedes
Pursuit of such quiet revelations.

Perhaps insight remains reluctant,
Fearful of its own discovery,
Where lexicons unknown
Will articulate shadowed inflorescence,
Where blooms of vision will implore,
Just as a baby discerns
Sight's first experience
And pleads for more.

Innocence…

Always tenuous,
Remains accessible to the courageous,
Returning the joy of life’s first sensorial awareness
To those fearless of time.

We can only wonder…

Will our destiny's dawn reveal
A rare sense of security,
Where serenity becomes fate's guide into darkness
Where for the moment,
Light might continue sleeping
In the depths of deepness,
That place beyond quiet?