Toward the Silent Sun – Poem by Mary Helen

 

Unuttered thoughts wheel softly around my head

And distant notes pluck heart strings mute, unsung

Which inner ears must know can never come

To sing these songs, nor meagre words describe

All that's bursting breathless from my heart.

 

Joined hands leading steps between mountain stones

Cross vast plateaus and raging torrents wide

Through forest dim and high sweet seas of bloom

Where love itself stands bare against the sky,

The opposites and extremes of life are met

To work and rend their pattern into form,

Momentary sorrow, fears and joys

Fall back and pale in future's brilliant sun.

If arms enfold and touches seek caress

And voiceless eyes commune in being's depths

Tis life's small symbol ways seek to express.

 

In silence joys are shared and harmonies meet

As toward the silent sun She guides our feet.

 

                                                                                          Mary Helen