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.
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