Posted on October 21, 2015
And every year there is a brief, startling moment
When we pause in the middle of a long walk home and
Suddenly feel something invisible and weightless
Touching our shoulders, sweeping down from the air:
It is the autumn wind pressing against our bodies;
It is the changing light of fall falling on us.
– Edward Hirsch
Posted on August 1, 2014
There is a Light in Me
Whether in daytime or in nighttime
I always carry inside
In the middle of noise and turmoil
I carry silence.
I carry light and silence.
~ Anna Swir
something so calming about this poem, found HERE among many other wonderful words and images.
Seems these days we could all use a little light and silence.