My neighbors’ shouting woke me up last night

My neighbors’ shouting woke me up last night
and so, awake, I stumbled to the bathroom,
and upon my return, I was struck
by the frame of moonlight-drenched carpet –
my window, achingly luminous
and through it, there she was, watching,
unperturbed, and, their shouting having died away
what was left:
Her beauty
silence

© Meisaan Chan

About Meisaan Chan

www.curvingtowardthecenter.wordpress.com
This entry was posted in Earth poetry, Poetry, Scripture riff, Spiritual poetry, writing and tagged , , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

w

Connecting to %s