I have ridden
the sheltered sound of silence
draped myself
in the cloak of solace
washed my feet
in the shores
of thoughtful contemplation
and I have come into myself –
a little more.
I have come to find
my thoughts
a little less muddled
perhaps unpressured,
by the sands of time dripping
and the thoughtless dash
from one hurried task
to the next
I have rested my soul,
found new goals,
and polished others.
There is something
to be cherished
in the sound of one’s thoughts
often burdened by the noise
droned out
and drowning
where you no longer can afford
to tune yourself in
for life requires
that constant push forward
but we crave that silence still.
Or perhaps it is just me,
longing to be romanced
by that lilting tune
so I can contemplate the purpose
that rides beneath my veins
and I can adjust my sails
to bring me back home.
© Sumyanna 2017
Beautiful image taken in California.
That is really beautiful, very moving. I truly felt your thoughts and that’s saying something.
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Thank you so very much Tina. That means a lot!
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Reblogged this on Covert Novelist and commented:
WOW just WOW!
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Thank you for sharing Phyllis! I highly appreciate it 🙂
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Couldn’t be more delighted as it was very special.
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beautifully wow😍
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Thank you!
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I think that’s why I love early morning and late at night, when everyone is sleeping–silence invites introspection! Well done!
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Me too, but even here there is sound at that time. I am not an early riser… Strange to think I was born in the morning! You would think I would have woken late for that too 🙂 I have a few kiddos who wake early and then I have those who go to be late. I think that’s why I love hiking. We are all walking off in a line and I am lost in the view and in my own thoughts. Someday I will be able to enjoy those moments of silence at the beginning and the end of the day, but then I would miss the kids too.
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I work second shift, so everyone is usually sleeping when I get home, but my little guy doesn’t sleep in often making early morning silences infrequent.
I would be the same way 🙂
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Oh, second shift! I remember those days. Yes, when I was younger I worked night shift. When I would come home, everyone was already asleep. There was a wonderful silence I still remember. The hard part was that while I was asleep, everyone else was going on about life.
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2nd I can deal with (2-10:30pm), but 3rd kills me (10:30pm-7am). It’s unnatural. I usually get about 6 hours, so I don’t miss much. 🙂
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Yep. Me too. That’s why I talk about it in the past. It was dreadful. Second was not so bad, but still.. I think I enjoyed first shift the most because it seemed more natural. With kids… it would be hard to do 3rd shift! Yikes!
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3rd is often the second choice for those with school aged children, as they sleep while they’re at school and work while they’re asleep…of course both parents can’t be on 3rd without getting childcare.
1st is definitely the best 🙂
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Seeing as I homeschool… the only thing I can envision is my kids hearing me snore mid-sentence and opening my eyelids to ask me to continue 🙂 Having a child is almost like being on 3rd though. There have been times that I have found myself sleeping sitting up 🙂 If it were possible without falling down, I probably would have slept standing up!
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My dad said he mastered sleep-standing in the military. Maybe it’s an unfulfilled genetic trait I need to explore. 😀
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Wonderful words!
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Thank you very much!
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You’re most welcome!
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Very nice poem!
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Thank you very much!
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Finding yourself in silence is a wonderful feeling! And the photo is beautiful!
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So true. So glad you liked the photo. It was a lovely day on vacation a few years ago 🙂
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