This drawing by Tony Toscani, titled Writer’s Block, that I purchased recently at Massey Klein Gallery in New York co-inspired my poem on Creativity. Its mood reflects the focused yet dreamy state of the mind of a writer.

Tony Toscani's artwork

Silence…

A white gap in noise

The pause entrenched in inspiration and expiration when space nurtures the mind

Inspired, I listen to the respite

Whispering promises of eternity, nothingness and peace — the clatter of summer rain and pain.

 

Presence…

Emotions’ keel

The time to heal

Silence creates the aperture for balance  — inspire, calm, expire.

 

Now music can fully express what there can be

Expired noise between each note

Expressing  the fullness of time

The voice in a flowing river.

 

A golden fly passing by noticed

Solitude so cherished in the age of noise

Death so feared by the mortals — from something comes something — that which an explorer seeks

Repent! Creativity musn’t be silenced.

 

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I wrote this poem in New York. Before taking off for the noisy Manhattan, I spent a few days in nature. The forests of New Hampshire introduced calm, evenness and an empowering sensibility of any moment into my mind. Forest bathing, known in Japan as shinrin-yoku, improves attention, expands focus and has multiple health benefits. Simply being in the present moment is balancing and nurtures creativity. Some of the best poets like Emily Dickinson and writers of J. D. Salinger fame spent days, even years in recluse seeking creative enlightenment. I read multiple interesting books about silence. From an explorer’s perspective, a widowed actor’s, to a reclusive monk and my own verses on silence. Rumi, as always, wrote it beautifully:

Rumi quotes

Mindful breathing as much as meditation advance you to the realm beyond sound. Be open to what you hear there, it may illuminate the path you are currently on, inspire an artwork, or simply just calm your anxious or stressed mind.

Creativity appears when we least expect it, but without actually creating space for it to flourish, to open its petals into the full bloom of unique humane awareness and potential, it may wither before you realise it. I keep my notebook ready at all times.