Cacophonous Discord
by Odin Roark

So little of language
That’s not become clamor
Even less of actions
That have not become bluster

Still

Some of us know
Earned expectation
Knows well time’s perfection
That the causal spirit of calm
Eventually envelops a universal smile
Resulting in the arrival of trust

Even as insight remains elusive
Unlike Big Bang’s pinpoint of reality
The resultant geography of presence
Remains a vast array of elements
Sometimes evolving slowly
But always remaining patient
For the lens of discovery

How fulfilling
Life’s moments of perception
Beyond the cacophonous discord
Of background noise

Such is the reward of stillness