I agree with silence…
It has many forms that flows through all things…
Perfect in its ways…
And yet still a mystery…
When I am still, I can see that life and death are one…
Darkness is nothing to fear…
And if I look deep enough…
I see that I wear the mark of a King.
I know what you are thinking…
There is no such thing as a silent pup…
Yep, pups too need to recharge…
Our hearts, like yours, are seeking peace.
How about you?
Don’t you need a break from all the clacking horns?
From the mud finger painting that is sometimes your life?
From using so much energy to cover your scars?
From feeling like a shipwreck survivor?
Don’t try to comprehend silence…
Its rules are incomprehensible…
But for me it is like the biggest wedge of apple pie…
Or, like a seed breathing beneath the leaves.
I love you,
Annie

