Silent Walking

I celebrate the silence,

the solace of the woods

so graciously “being”

basking in the sun

welcoming my passage

through their humble

abode.

No need to straighten up

the place for my presence

they have nothing to

be ashamed of–their

house is in order, as is.

My mind dwells deep

within in such

silent distractions.

It can hear itself think.

And feel.

It  can receive

and wake up to

the creative wealth

wanting to sprout

and grow in the

sunlight, also.

It can even rest

without much

or any activity

at all.  It just

enjoys being

unpressured to be.

 

 

 

 

 

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