The Purity of Stillness and Silence
" What we speak becomes the house we live in." ~ Hafiz
Sitting, listening to classical music, I thought I heard thunder. I turned off the radio to listen more intently to the music outside my window.. Yes there was a low faint thunder, rumbling for around five minutes soon after sunset. For reasons unknown to me, I found it to be a most comforting music!
A music, which would lead me to stand and stretch, do a little yoga, and then return to meditate in the beige oval chair. Entering the silence pooled with extreme darkness at 4:44 pm, I felt utter gratitude for the moment, and for all moments up to that moment.
Gratitude arrives with a deeper breathing and shining eyes. Here and now, I celebrate the gift of life, my ability to share my soul traveling through the art of dance, meditation, and yoga!
entering the purity: silence
a rooted feeling of stillness
after dancing, transcendence
kjl '19
Sitting, listening to classical music, I thought I heard thunder. I turned off the radio to listen more intently to the music outside my window.. Yes there was a low faint thunder, rumbling for around five minutes soon after sunset. For reasons unknown to me, I found it to be a most comforting music!
A music, which would lead me to stand and stretch, do a little yoga, and then return to meditate in the beige oval chair. Entering the silence pooled with extreme darkness at 4:44 pm, I felt utter gratitude for the moment, and for all moments up to that moment.
Gratitude arrives with a deeper breathing and shining eyes. Here and now, I celebrate the gift of life, my ability to share my soul traveling through the art of dance, meditation, and yoga!
entering the purity: silence
a rooted feeling of stillness
after dancing, transcendence
kjl '19
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