Quiet Solitude
invites me to listen,
to soften the heart
and rest the mind…
invites me to listen,
to soften the heart
and rest the mind…
Breathing deepens and slows.
This “wave”, this “me”
folds back into the Ocean of Being
in the Quiet Solitude,
finding the Inner Rhythm
in the depths of Silence…
Pulled
in
by
simple
silence
and
solitude
.
.
.
In the deep internal Stillness
everything is allowed to be…
Every thought, every feeling
can arise,
can emerge;
embraced
without judgment,
held in the starry womb
of still Awareness,
rocked in the cradle
of the Great Mystery ~
This “wave”, this “me”
folds back into the Ocean of Being
in the Quiet Solitude,
finding the Inner Rhythm
in the depths of Silence…
Pulled
in
by
simple
silence
and
solitude
.
.
.
In the deep internal Stillness
everything is allowed to be…
Every thought, every feeling
can arise,
can emerge;
embraced
without judgment,
held in the starry womb
of still Awareness,
rocked in the cradle
of the Great Mystery ~
Just Surrender…
Mystic Meandering
Sept. 2015
Sept. 2015
Especially love the last stanza, Mystic. Everything is allowed to be. and starry womb of still awareness. beautiful.!!!
ReplyDeleteHey Suki :) So good to see you here again - in the blogosphere! Thank you for your lovely comment... :)
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