quiet – Poetic Meanderings

Asea

May the sea roar and all it contains, the world and those who dwell in it. — Psalm 98:7 I saw this picture of the sea, the saturated sand, the gray, salt-mist, the line of foam from the fallen crest, and some deep need to walk out into that cold water spray that tingles ourContinue reading “Asea”

Sway

Just one more look, one more going over the petals and gazing through the limbs, waiting, still, hoping a butterfly will land, one more moment with the sun against my skin, one more listen to the wind mingling with bird- chatter, just a little longer to sway in calming rhythm with the trees, a littleContinue reading “Sway”

Frozen Moment

In the bleak midwinter, frosty wind made moan, earth stood hard as iron, water like a stone; snow had fallen, snow on snow, snow on snow, in the bleak midwinter, long ago. —CHRISTINA ROSSETTI Our little house, stilled in a frozen moment on a Thursday morning, taking a deep breath in and waiting to exhale.Continue reading “Frozen Moment”

Await the Gentle Moon

Let me just sit — I don’t want to form a response or tell you my thoughts; it is well enough to just be a quieted soul in peace, but you are welcome to join me. Let us sit as the sun rests; there is a ever-changing watercolor horizon on view before us as weContinue reading “Await the Gentle Moon”

Fractals

And He Himself existed and is before all things, and in Him all things hold together. [His is the controlling, cohesive force of the universe.] — Colossians 1:17, Amplified Bible There is this calm that descends with a covering of snow, and if you listen, attend your ears deeper into the quiet cold, you willContinue reading “Fractals”

Shade of Silence

Quietude, which some men cannot abide because it reveals their inward poverty, is as a palace of cedar to the wise, for along its hallowed courts the King in his beauty deigns to walk. —Charles Spurgeon Sometimes I sit in the shade of silence, a corner or some placed removed from the common area, aContinue reading “Shade of Silence”

My Away

I couldn’t capture it before my commute, as the morning’s minutes ticked me to late; I wanted to bundle up the leftovers from a few years ago, some squandered or unwanted from another day, but time cannot be kept like a savings account. It swept me past noon, and as so many days before,Continue reading “My Away”

Stray

We live, in fact, in a world starved for solitude, silence, and private; and therefore starved for mediation and true friendship.” — C.S. Lewis I stand amid the sleepy leaves dampened to a silver-green and the glistening stones scattered across the earth, and I see one tender flower, a stray from the field of others,Continue reading “Stray”

Quieting Hours

The sun is setting, making a golden puddle of light through a shaft in the curtains. I am sighing away the day’s hours, reliving moments of joy and also the tensions that come with existing during this incongruous time. The honeycomb pattern in the drapes diffuses the last evening light so beautifully, and I amContinue reading “Quieting Hours”