Invisible Silence

“Beware the barrenness of a busy life.” Socrates

in invisible silence

i go

 

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Somewhere

Somewhere in the early evening hours the sounds of traffic grate against my senses which long for the quietness of night sounds. Tree frogs, owls, crickets, the wind in the pine trees.

Someday perhaps I will find that place of solitude where my squeaking rocker will calm my spirit and soul. Someday, there will be a place to hear the falling leaves, to hear the grass grow, to hear the whisper of the butterflies as they flit from flower to flower.

Someday I will find that place…it does exist…maybe in my mind but I can go there at any time…in the hidden recess of my brain is the someday of the spirit that tells me that all is at peace in this world of gray matter grown weary with sounds.

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Photo 101 ~ #5 Solitude

reading a good book like Shakespeare represents the best of solitude - living in another time and place

reading a good book like Shakespeare represents the best of solitude – living in another time and place

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Photo 101 ~ #4 Bliss

the blissful sound of the familiar squeak of my favorite Windsor Rocker

the blissful sound of the familiar squeak of my favorite Windsor Rocker

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Photo 101 ~ #3 water

washing dishes the old fashion way - by hand with a dish rag

washing dishes the old fashion way – by hand with a dish rag

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Photo 101 ~ #2 street

Long Road Home - Fred J. Bourgeois, III

  Long Road Home – Fred J. Bourgeois, III 

growing up we did not have streets….we had roads

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Photo 101 ~ #1 Home

My Mother loved flowers therefore flowers represent Mother and her lovely yard.

My Mother loved flowers therefore flowers represent Mother and her lovely yard, and home.

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