contemplations

Swing of the pendulum
Draw of the rune
Inner self speaks
Now can you hear her?

Quiet the thoughts
Empty the mind
Angels speak softly
Their voices are silence

When nothing else moves
When nowhere else is
She’ll speak in your heart
Advice she will give

It cannot be forced
Calm must prevail
A turbulant mind
Will hear only clamor

Meditation’s the path
Peace is the key
The question a door
The answer beyond