Saturday, April 7, 2012

Epiphany 22

Tinkling of wind chimes
Random music of her
Her birds sat quiet in cages
She brewed tea at noon
We sat in her courtyard
Captives in silence
She poured and I sipped
No words just glances
Running water in the fountain
Saying more than we ever could

© shaun patrick green 2012
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