A Bolt

I long for the silent strength of collective thinking
the quite concentration that fills a room,
where minds are deep in thought
The expanse of energy, is subtle
 and electric at the same time
Still but rapid
and as the thoughts moil
movement ensues,
almost agitation
but it is invigorating and disruptive
to the quiet that prompted the sudden turmoil
and from the silence bursts a storm
a bolt
enlightening brilliance

Life's At Fault

We can not make a fault line strong by willing it stability

We must learn to live with the knowledge of it's precarious nature

and prepare for it's precipitous collapse

The strength will surface in the aftermath