Friday, October 28, 2011

om.



on a recent morning hike.

i happened upon a sign.
nailed to a tree.
in the autumn wood.
hand carved.
and laden with meaning.

two small letters.
etched.
O and M.

om.
om.
om.

a simple.
repetitive.
vibrating.
cacophony.

a verbal meditation.

it felt like the whole forest.
wrapped up in a single word.
a single sound.

i lingered long at the tree trunk.
staring up at that sign.


awash.
with peace.


3 comments:

  1. I currently live across the street from a Buddhist temple. When I hear the sound of the gong, I feel that vibrating cacophony. Thank you so, so much for sharing this, I can feel it centering me.

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  2. Love it. How perfect.

    Rachael

    p.s. be sure to enter the giveaway on my blog when you get the chance. Last day :)

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