In this hush
between the rising and dusk
of one minute and month
a season arriving
a circle recycling
we see sharp and know cold
that not one thing stands
or stands still
Not one thing untouched
but all carried intact
by love
deep, far and beyond.
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nine eleven seventeen
September 11th, 2017
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This is lovely–both photograph and words!
Comment by carnivaltune — September 12, 2013 @ 6:45 am
I noticed my own not-noticing too. Until I looked at the same clear blue sky.
I want–not to forget–but to not think, not to relive.
Comment by Laura — September 12, 2013 @ 9:04 am
This is beautifully written. I found myself not thinking yesterday, though I saw remonders theoughout the day. I love the image you create by saying “not one thing stands/or stands still.” That takes talent.
Thank you for this.
Comment by Dawn — September 12, 2013 @ 7:31 pm
Sorry for the typos. 🙁
Comment by Dawn — September 12, 2013 @ 7:32 pm
Yes it swirls in time, in our mind. I relate differently to it now.. But it still is strange.
There is a documentary on a french man who walked a tight rope between the two towers of the WTC for hours (in the 70’s ofcourse). After completing it (crossing over) he was arrested. Beautiful to watch and a different way to relate to that building.
Have a wonderful day!
Comment by Simone — September 13, 2013 @ 1:40 am
Echoing Ethan Nichtern,
“May violence on Earth cease”.
May we all learn to know peace no matter.
in gassho
ms
Comment by Mary — September 11, 2015 @ 10:40 am
Thank you, Maezen.
Comment by Jane — September 12, 2015 @ 9:32 am
In this hush, your words enter my heart. Grateful to you and for you.
Comment by Katrina Kenison — September 13, 2015 @ 11:12 am
In the full hush of the self, all things enter and become one.
Comment by daniel boylan — September 13, 2015 @ 2:19 pm
Haunting. Precise. As less is more, my heart is full. Thank you.
Comment by Bonnie Rae — September 12, 2017 @ 4:06 am
All carried intact by love. Thank you!
Comment by Jane — September 12, 2017 @ 1:54 pm