meditative poems

The silence of a rose


I held the stillness as though it were a rose.                                With care, with reticence, with beauty.                                           Silence welled deep within its petals                                             Far beyond the sweetest music                                                       And I myself was held As though a raindrop on the tip of a leaf                                                                                               As though a child on the lap of one Who is the music,                        and the rose ,                                                                                  and the silence.                                                                     Most of all, who is the silence.

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28.08 | 20:17

Hi Lynne, the video of the moon bears was very sad and moving. I am a supporter of WWF and at present tigers are my thing. You are an inspiration. Bliess you.

07.03 | 13:54

How is Dessie doing now? Hope the wren is enjoying today's sunshine and singing of the joys of Spring

16.11 | 18:22

A new friend recommended we spend a day at Mill House Retreat sometime and suggested I check out your website. I love your writings and the pictures you create

01.06 | 13:22

Lynne, Your words are beautiful! After reading your bio I realized you are living the life I aspire to, simplicity, quiet, silence, Divine awareness in all:)

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