Every morning meditation
takes me
into that quiet forest where
the breathing of the trees
is the essence and the quiet
chirp of a bird
is awareness that my mind
will move from silence
to action. How it moves will
be today’s choice.
And then there crept a little noiseless noise among the leaves,
Born of the very sigh that silence heaves.
– John Keats
Ah, the silence of trees is palpable and can be carried within us. Beautiful!
ReplyDeleteThanks so much. I am so glad you share this love of the forest's silence. Very special to me, too.
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