The Races

The Races

I sit on the back porch

Night

Cool breeze stirring in its freedom

The crickets chirping all around me

An occasional change in their rhythm

Rarely a change in their rhyme

The waxing moon rests above

Saturn in her gracious clutches

Peace, tranquility, good

This is the realm beyond time

Off in the distance I hear the roar of the engines

The race is on

Another car goes down the road

Roaring

Fast, furious, growling

Loud

Obnoxious even, trying to drown out nature’s sounds

Blistering speeds

Conquering time

Driving on for that one precious millisecond

What a perfect picture of our world

In a hurry to run in circles

Raging on to get nowhere in particular

Enslaved to the clock

All the while the earth rests in quiet peace

And will continue to do so for a long, long time

Just listen to the sounds of the rock

The crickets are chirping all around me

There is so much power in the quiet

9/7/19 kdc

Skylight

Skylight

I’ve spent this sunny afternoon

Lying quietly on the floor

Right below the skylight

Relaxing in the More

I listen to gentle embers

Humming through the night

I sense the change and beauty

That flows through release of light

I hear the sound of His humming

As He caresses the curves of my face

I feel the vibrations of His throne room

Every atom quiescent with grace

The movement of His Spirit is constant

I feel the warmth of His wind and the chill

I am flattened by the beauty and wonder

Within these moments of just being still 

I see His stories pass by as the clouds move

I see His motions in love and in dance

I sense the immensity of His great loving Presence

I see Life is a growing romance

K, Duane Carter 4/19/13

Quiet

Quiet

The wind blows through the sea oats

Flavors and aromas of salt

Water and air

Stirring the feathers, moving the hair

Like a thousand spirits dancing

To the music of the sunlight

All the colors of the rainbow

Exist in the yellows, reds, and blues

But none of the blues exist in me

For within the light, within the wind

I am free

Free to fly when I wish

Or free to stand on the shore and feel water between my toes

Within the grasps and throes

Of movements far beyond my grasping

They are there for just the simple asking

I relish these moment of quiet

And the Quiet relishes me

K, Duane Carter 5-21-11

Snow

Snow

You and I could be snow

We could rest in the heavens

Surrounded by clouds

Filled with unique others

Made to fall and fly and water all at once

Absorbing the sounds around us

Taking in the peace and the tranquility of space

All impurity and fear erased

And then released

Falling, soaring, never boring

Landing to the earth like owls to the branch

Quiet, quiet, quiet

Yet releasing a sound that changes all

Releasing a sound that redeems the fall

Bringing a calm that can be felt

Bringing a reassurance, a softness

A purpose, a dream

The white does tell us what life does mean

Though we don’t understand it

We know in our soul

The sounds of the heavens have made us whole

Even when we could hear nothing at all

K, Duane Carter 1-29-11