FROM A LONG LAZY LABOR DAY WEEKEND

READING DAZE

A heavy blanket of quiet lays over my home and surroundings

Silent rain dribbles down the window

Soft breeze stirs the trees

Foggy mist covers the landscape

Everything is hushed, muted, softened

Like the patient waiting of a meditating mystic

The haunting prayer of a mourning dove

It is a silence that is pregnant with waiting wisdom

New thoughts, new hopes, new ideas

Incubating in a womb of gentle calming peace

Nothing demands attention

Everything rests in simple Beingness

Abiding as Time stands still

It is a perfect day for curling up with a good book and letting all ‘do-lists’ and agendas drop away until the world wakes up once again.

MIND RAMBLINGS:

What is it my cat sees

That I cannot

When, suddenly, he looks up,

Leaps and reaches high

It cannot be stars for we are inside

Perhaps an angel passed through the room

Or, are the fairies playing tricks?

I envy my cat for that

I would like to play, too,

With the angels and fairies.

~KW   8/26/2016

 

Minute by minute

Day by day

Year by year

Life goes by

And when I remember

Three significant moments

They are morphed together

As one big significant event

But did they really all happen then?

All at once?

In that sequence?

Within one year?

Perhaps they were years apart

Or in three different life times…

~KW 9/7/2016