In The Silence

by Ingrid   Aug 5, 2009


In The Silence

Heat, like a blanket,
covers the slumbering meadow.
The lake lies motionless,
reflecting a perfect blue sky
and a barefoot woman,
walking on its bank.
Cautious steps she takes,
to protect the little beings
living in between the
soft blades of grass.

That woman is me.

So many years it took me,
to be able to enjoy
my own company.

In the silence,
alone,
I found something precious:
when the mind stops rushing
from experience to experience
and one starts to reflect upon one's self,
inner peace is born.
The presence of God is felt,
inside and outside
of this temporary home,
once given by Him.

Walks like these
are a way now,
of getting closer to Him
and be one with All.

Earth truly is a paradise,
to all who are able to see.

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  • 14 years ago

    by anand singh

    Beautifully penned with a strong message.Never a dull write from you my friend.An enjoyable read.
    Paul...

  • 14 years ago

    by Robert Gardiner

    A Lovely Write Ingrid, Much Enjoyed!!!

  • 15 years ago

    by Tom Swart

    I find myself ready to read this work again. Self correction is a curse... LOL.. Tom out

  • 15 years ago

    by Tom Swart

    This was an excellant write and I found your words inspiring - I also found myself within your poem and seeing myself from time to time between the lines. Very comfortable read and you have a nice style that is pleasing and peaceful. In the silence alone - I find myself reading to read this work again. Peace...

  • 15 years ago

    by Meena Krish

    Heat, like a blanket,
    covers the slumbering meadow.
    The lake lies motionless,
    reflecting a perfect blue sky
    and a barefoot woman,
    walking on its bank.
    Cautious steps she takes,
    to protect the little beings
    living in between the
    soft blades of grass.

    The start drew me and I could visualize
    everything!

    In the silence,
    alone,
    I found something precious:
    when the mind stops rushing
    from experience to experience
    and one starts to reflect upon one's self,
    inner peace is born.
    The presence of God is felt,
    inside and outside
    of this temporary home,
    once given by Him.

    Yes silence is a time of self discovery as well
    as coming closer to earth; it is a place of
    peace..a lovely, peaceful read :)

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