There is a pleasure in the pathless woods,
There is a rapture on the lonely shore,
There is society where none intrudes,
By the deep Sea, and music in its roar:
I love not Man the less, but Nature more,
From these our interviews, in which I steal
From all I may be, or have been before,
To mingle with the Universe, and feel
What I can ne’er express, yet cannot all conceal.
~Lord Byron
when will I linger a little longer?
inquiry for today~ there is a kindness born of quiet…..
how deep we live….
maybe there is no such thing
as pure silence
maybe what we call silence
is just the softness of all of the subtle sacred sounds taking place all around us
hush now and
listen to the noiseless
noise of wonder blaring
right next to you
it’s all such
a quiet riot
and so lovely
~by john roedel
Make Believe Boutique 