Within the hushed and melting stillness
of heaven’s folded wings
the stirring of the heart brings to birth
the ocean’s swelling waves
and life from love is born
Poetry is born in silence and contains its own music embedded within it. When I write, it is as if I am catching the subtle sounds from a very faint level of awareness. The words form themselves like vestiges of clouds shaping patterns in a clear sky. I have only to be still to pen down the sounds that pulsate in the transcendental, hidden dimensions of my being. The process is very blissful and completely spontaneous.
I have written two poetry books: Dawning Fires -108 poems and Wind Songs-150 poems
barbara ann briggs 