poems to one who finds stillness November 26, 2020by heather anne in stillness, the breathseduces the body tosweetly surrender Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window)Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading...
15 thoughts on “to one who finds stillness”
Within is turmoil.
Without calm serenity.
Without sums it up.
Serenity through turmoil ~
Yes! This is incredibly, beautiful.
Sometimes the stillness
Is broken by memories
Of distant love lost
Lost, or transformed?
I don’t think I do. But some things are not meant to be known I guess.
So true — particularly on the spiritual level… :- )
meditation . . .
filled with sun-heat
my upturned palms
beautiful and zen words 🙂
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