Quietude
~*Marge Tindal*~

When quiet spills across the meadow
seeking souls surrendering to the search
we must be still so it can enter

Quiet surrounds without confounding
encompassing our spirits in listening
For only by listening can we hear
the quietude of knowing

Whys are not answered
because we think we are ready
For only when quiet finds us listening
does it engage us in knowing

Knowing skips joyously over green meadows
in wealth of wisdom for sharing

~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~
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"If you think you know it all, you have a lot to learn."

"Everyone can hear;  few can listen."

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BloomingRose~
I read your 'The Mountains Say Nothing' ...
and you expressed the silence very nicely.

Knowing is found in the quiet...
so let us venture forth~
*Hugs*
~*Marge*~

~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~
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Fool, said my Muse to me, look in thy heart and write. Philip Sidney (1554-1586) Loving in Truth

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