In The Sound of the Stream – Spring/Passover/Easter Poem
In the Sound of the Stream
Have you ever been walking in the woods
hearing no sound of a stream,
and then suddenly you hear it?
Have you ever been walking for so long in the sound of the stream
that you cannot imagine how a sound
could enter and fill you so completely,
leaving no space for words, or even for the thought of a stream sounding,
until the sound, streaming through your veins sends the trees and rocks
rolling into white clouds upon a hill, as you fall back
into soft green grass staring up at the sky,
so blue, wondering
not who you are but
that you are?
B.F.
STUDYING WITH BRUCE FERTMAN 