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peace and quiet

Posted: November 2nd, 2017, 10:06 am
by saw
strength grows like incremental moss,
the silence of alone
is not a punishment
it is the music
of the heart

when there are no sounds
from automobile traffic...
in silence
lives simplicity, patience
empathy, spirituality, symphony

the universe opens
in the courage of one
in the space away from
the din of carnival barkers,
the blah blah cult of celebrity

find your comfort
in the quiet of nothing,
sit and ponder
the journey of the inch worm
moving his entire life along a branch

on a fallen tree
in search of a new world
he cannot imagine....bathe
in a sea of arcane brushstrokes
only known by lovers of art and focus

that comes when one is unafraid
to sit on a log
watching insects for hours
with no temptations
to give in to the voice in the head

" I should be doing something"

you are !

Re: peace and quiet

Posted: November 2nd, 2017, 10:27 am
by the mingo
I should be doing something
I should be getting wood and starting a fire. The wood is only a few feet out my front door but it's raining like hell again. So ... got the electric heater going in the room where I'm keying this. 8) Inertia might win after all.

Re: peace and quiet

Posted: November 7th, 2017, 9:08 am
by saw
8)

Re: peace and quiet

Posted: November 11th, 2017, 9:13 am
by creativesoul
I like the sound of that.. but I really should be doing the things I know are not finished- and may never be- done.
But the joy — really nice.. I like the moon waking me up

Re: peace and quiet

Posted: November 11th, 2017, 12:59 pm
by saw
that's just it jana, we will never be done...it's a bit of an american myth that reinforces these ideas that we need to always be working on something and it's that self imposed stress from listening to that voice that makes us unhappy....not saying it's bad to have goals....as long as some of them are to do nothing today...ha ha

Re: peace and quiet

Posted: November 11th, 2017, 10:50 pm
by creativesoul
I do plenty .. yet sometimes it spawns the creative and the Many eggs of salmon after the long swim home.. swimming upstream ..
The only fish that can smell it’s way home
The senses drive us- passion- hormones- dreams
Sweet instinct and intuition