The Happening

We were standing in the moonlight
the kindly trees wanted us to listen
the night was quietly scintillating
as if something would happen
something was happening
we were meant to feel it
if we could be quiet enough
ignore our own noise and be still
yes something is happening
nobody can write it down
it is that fresh, before words,
before any thought can form
here it was, and we were
in it, it was in us,
here it is now


About Bob OHearn

My name is Bob O'Hearn, and I live with my Beloved Mate, Mazie, in the foothills of the Northern California Sierra Nevada Mountains. I have several other sites you may enjoy: Photo Gallery: Essays on the Conscious Process: Poetry and Prosetry: Writings from selected Western Mystics, Classic and Modern: Wisdom of a Spirit Guide: Thank You!
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