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floating down-river

now stilled – beyond the rapids:

the time we once shared

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Perhaps assisted by Patti’s feline-themed entry:

Seize Upon The Silence

It is five-am, with little light,

some would say the sky is dark:

before the chorus of the dawn

no birdsong yet – do hark!

But look again, just out there,

where trees all silhouetted stand,

proudly jutting from the earth,

into the night-sky fanned:

an array of branches reaching out

into the darkness – pray!

Is it not for catching moon-beams

that the leaves, all angled, stay?

How can the leaves have silhouettes,

unless the sky is bright,

with the faintly glowing silvery,

constellations of star-light?

Is it that we just don’t notice,

or do we choose that we don’t see,

that softly glowing, heaven’s light,

comes shine – or do we sleep-

walk through each day where ,

so many sights be seen,

that for the simplest beauty, then,

our eyes no longer keen!

So seize upon the silence,

but seize by letting go,

and see that all around you,

is a soft, celestial glow!

Insomnia

There’s no time to stop and lie in bed

ten thousand things are busy going round my head:

each thing less important than the last

but round they go all whirling fast –

and when I stop and hold onto one

the others run ’round again just for fun.

I’ve been lying here since four o’clock

but how this madness just won’t stop

and now just as my thoughts stay steady

arrives the dawn again – here already!

Now needs must: get up, get on

ten thousand things I must get done…