17 July 2012
Sitting in my garden at the closing of the day A fly nearing the end of its life cycle passes by my way
Alone bar nature's presence, my mind wanders peacefully Thoughts breeze through my head as I listen blissfully
I listen to the silence, let it sink into my core The murmuring of the stream brings myself to the fore
Alone with myself, focusing on inner space Myself pushes onwards, leaving not a trace
Ideas half formed filter through my soul I linger on my feelings to remember when I'm whole.
Calm • Opuss № I