One Day Poem by Jon Blanes

One day
I turned the page of my existence
and there you were,
silent in your beauty.

I wonder about your silences,
your stillness.
You say that you have missed me
in the long lonely time before.
Is that why you are silent?
Do you think that words
will break our dream?

Or are you wiser than I
and know that there is nothing to say?
Or do you say something just by being here?
Or make a sound that I cannot hear
like petals falling onto meadow grass?

Is that it?
Have I solved the mystery?
Have I walked into a meadow
filled with the fragrance of you?
Is that why you are silent?
Because you are waiting for me
to see, hear, and feel with my heart?