Monday, August 1, 2011

My Quiet World

Sometimes I feel alone in this world.



While the crowds around me chatter and mumble, I keep to my path.

I simply smile and follow the road to peace and quiet-
open that huge, loud door and step into a cloud of silence.

I like it there.

My ears rest.

My voice relaxes.

My mind breathes in soft, slow rhythm.

In my quiet world, I can hear bird songs-their musical language like a hypnotizing chant- the flutter of gray wings and the gentle tapping of their beaks on scattered seeds…

In my quiet world, I know the difference between the wind rustling in the maples and it whistling through the pine boughs.

I listen to the beat of the water upon the pond bank, the iridescent ripples kissing the cattails with steady strokes.

I can hear the honeysuckled breeze tickle the wind chimes,
the black crow cawing over the freshly turned pasture,
a distant dog barking for an overdue treat.

In my quiet world,
I am in tune with the moonlight,
the sunlight,
the splatter of rain drops on thirsty clover.

I hear my own heart,
my hidden melody,
my beckoning dreams.

Sometimes my quiet world is so deafening
that I am overwhelmed by its miracles.

And that is when my soul writes…
-finds an unobtrusive voice
and shouts without sound.


  1. That is beautiful. It sounds like the kind of peace I need right now. :)

  2. Lovely...there can never be enough peace and enables us to hear what is really important.

  3. I love this! I am so loving your blog!! In that silence that is where I find true clarity, my connection with God and time to breathe.
    Blessings, Joanne


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