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Effusive silence gently penetrates
Obscured recesses of receptive soul,
Her wordless eloquence regenerates,
Fatigued and brokenness to be made whole;
No need there be it’s healing to access,
With zest our puny efforts to instill,
Save patient resignation to possess,
Humility aplenty, to be still!
Fear not disruptive demons of unease
Intent on obviating wholesomeness,
Embrace of blessed quietude decrees
Assurance of her sanative caress.
Imbibe the stillness of this sacred place,
An earthbound channel of redeeming grace.
Β©Meanderings 2018
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So sorry I’m late, Ell. Love and hugs
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Bless You S’heart! ππ
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Thanks so much . You too. ππ
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How true, that sometimes it’s so important to let go our efforts to ‘control’, and just to ‘be’, and wait for the healing properties of prayerful silence to be like Heineken – reaching those places nothing else can reach, where our woundedness lies. Miltonian!
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Thank you Gill. So kind of you….what an accolade…π¨ Hugs.
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Love it! And the picture, too!
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Thank you Kunal! Hugs.
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Oh yes, I forgot the hugs! Thank you and a big one back! Have a good week, Uncle Ell
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What a beautiful picture, how well it’s sits with your beautiful words on the healing power of silence, a silent mind is a gift at times.xxx
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Thanks D! Too true……Hugs
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Silence is golden . Lovely picture.
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Indeed, Peter! Thanks. π
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Beautiful, Babs. A fiesta sol indeed.
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Thanks…..Loving Hugs. π
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*soul
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Hugs. β€
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