…two thoughts

An ocean of sand from a desert yet uncrossed
whose trackless waves, deceive even the night
rivers of fire and water cut their channels across my way
each fathoms deep, gentle undulations between two thoughts
timelessly traversed, nurtured by silence in stillness and solitude
unheard music fills the vacant space
immense seas of shoreless night, infinitely starred and empty
and in every star, in every grain of sand
there is such silence, just aching to be heard
© Ann Bagnall 
2013