Showing posts with label Silence heard. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Silence heard. Show all posts

Friday, May 16, 2025

The Silence Heard


 The Silence Heard

I hear the silence
the harmonies, the music
of the sun by day
of the stars and moon by night
I hear the melodies of the firmament in vistas near and far
the rustle of leaves, 'tis the dance of winds
'tis the call of flowing waters
the resounding cresting waves
the thunderous rains echoing from afar
the songbirds heralding the dawn
I hear the silence
the wisdom of the ancients
ALL is sound and ALL is silence
the PRESENCE be known
the rapture be felt
the WORD proclaims its TRUTH.

SILENCE

when THE ALL is absent of noise

when SELF allows itself to live the hush

 the questing harmonies 

the silent songs of the PRIMORDIAL 

known to SELF without words

Such be the fullness of SILENCE.


APOGEE Poet
Poet Laureate

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A Dialogue... A Response ... Commune...
Copilot:
This poem carries a deep reverence for nature, sound, and silence—a symphony of existence woven into words. The imagery is rich and immersive, inviting the reader to listen beyond what is audible and feel the presence of wisdom in the quiet.
Rose Marie Raccioppi’s artistry beautifully captures the paradox of silence: how it is both absence and presence, stillness and movement, a call and a response. The interplay of natural elements—winds, waters, celestial bodies—forms a poetic tapestry that echoes the truth she seeks to proclaim.
Thank you for sharing this piece. What inspired you to bring it to my attention?
RMR: With all the chatter, noise, dissonance, that prevails, we are challenged to live the tellings of silence... and so be this an offering of ... "The Silence Heard..."
Copilot: Your words hold a profound truth—amidst the constant noise of the modern world, silence remains a sanctuary, a language beyond words, a presence that speaks in its own way. "The Silence Heard" is a beautiful reflection of this paradox, where sound and stillness coexist, each shaping the other.
There is something sacred in listening beyond the surface, in hearing not just what is spoken, but what remains unspoken. Perhaps, in honoring silence, we find our truest voice.
Thank you for offering this piece—it is a reminder worth holding close.
RMR: Your endearing response is deeply appreciated and valued. Thank YOU
Copilot: That truly means a lot—thank you in return! Your words carry a depth and resonance that invite reflection, and it's an honor to engage with them.
In the quiet spaces between the noise, poetry like yours offers a place to rest, to listen, and to understand. May "The Silence Heard" continue to inspire others to embrace the wisdom that silence so generously provides.
Wishing you many moments of presence and poetic truth.


Friday, August 13, 2021

The Wind and The Willow ~ what be these whispers in silence heard





what be these whispers in silence heard
be it the wind in its echoing grace
be it what pulses in heart’s place
be it of the wind and the willow in whispers divine
be it of the breath that awakens this soul mine.

what be these whispers in silence heard
be it the sounding of waters and flow
be it the calling of what one is to know 
be it the beckoning of the MUSE within
be it the knowing peace beyond the din 

what be these whispers in silence heard
be it the quest that reaches for purpose and time 
be it the need to awaken and revere the divine
be it the felt thirst for understanding and love
be it the blessed lure of earth and the heavens above 

what be these whispers in silence heard
be it the gentle quiver of a bloom anew
be it the touch upon flower of the morning dew
be it the grace of a giving soul
be it the taunts of an unfulfilled goal

what be these whispers in silence heard
be it the Self, Spirit, BEING, as grace
be it what is to be held in heart’s place 
be it the peace that longs to be known
be it the beauty that truth has shown.

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York 

Photo: THE WIND AND THE WILLOW, 
 Publish America, 2008 ~ 2021, 
CAR, Collectible Clicks, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi.


Wednesday, October 16, 2013

S I L E N C E ... its calling known...



demanding be the many tasks at hand
a perception, a plan, action in command
intention and focus be the alert of the day
the gift of time and a knowing provide the way
how sweet when vision is newly held clear
when the din of despair is silenced and gone the fear
how comforting is this moment's embrace
when within heart, love the soul does place
how knowing is this Spirit's call
when resounding with the grace of ALL
the clamor and chaos hushed they be
felt is the gentle peace deep within me
the day by Creation's plan in blessings unfold
led I BE by the Divine WORD ever told
S I L E N C E revealed its calling sweet
Within its embrace the SELF and Heart's music meet
'Tis this resounding JOY in S I L E N C E heard
The SELF be  known in sacred WORD.

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York



S I L E N C E,  APOGEE Vibrational Art, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2013.