“Silence is a source of Great Strength.” ― Lao Tzu
Sit with me a while and gaze out at the hills, watch life go by, get caught up in the thrill of doing very little, while dreaming of other worlds… drink in the ambience until hard lines gently blur… forgetting all our troubles we’ll sink into our bliss, abiding in the silence, where fear cannot exist…
and in the middle distance we’ll find, that grace moves unconfined…
“In joy or sadness, flowers are our constant friends.” ― Okakura Kakuzo, The Book of Tea
Touch and feel the symphony inside each flower, sense their magnificence, know their power… They’re whimsical and magical attracted to light.. brushed with luminosity they hold your delight… breathe in the passion of their radiant hues, let them be your tutor, your secret muse…
At times when the world is in so much pain, I stand in the silence and listen to the rains. I hear the heartbeat of a million words I hold my breath and let fear disperse…
I touch each droplet like a magical jewel, and in the reflection I see renewal…
Life is more bearable when the moon winks, when my beloved gives me a glimpse of the holiness that resides within each soul, and slowly but surely, I am consoled…
By the chatter of robins at early light, and my heart is enlivened to continue the fight, to believe in a world where love wins, and feel its majesty touching my skin…
To walk barefoot down gravel paths, to be gently tickled by untamed grass, to be present in meadows of emerald green and know that I am eternally seen…
By daisies and butterflies and all manner of things, to sup at the table of living springs…
the glory of heaven came over me, beneath opaline skies, and cyan forms scattered, while I was being synthesized, to a fluid ocean and sands that quietly diffuse, as the breath of angels held up wondrous hues… and whimsical feelings beckoned of an ambient design, though in my own stillness, I forgot the pace of time…
Speak to beauty, speak to it with words, fuse with its splendor, give it your concerns… Imbibe the nectar of thankfulness, be a broadcaster of the miraculous… Hold a space for divine presence, as a lover, of nature’s essence… magical skies will inform your sight, as glory puts the world to right…