Contemplation

The stillness of the moment
The outside world cannot touch me here
Everyday concerns melt away, meaningless
Contentment fills my heart
The Spirit of the Place is close
I sit within its sacred boundary
It resides within me
We are joined soul to soul.

The surface of the river is calm
It stretches out from me
Reflecting the blue of the sky
As it wynds its way on its journey
The gulls glide on the breeze
Circling high above my head
Under the gaze of the sun.
I am enveloped in the heat of the day.

There is always a story to tell
If you can find it
Looking under stones upon the beach
Are there secrets here?
I sense the power of this place
Moving in its own way
Leading me along the path
Of spirit and inspiration.

Only the moment matters here
This reconnecton to the Earth
Lost in the tracks of time
I reclaim the past, reclaim my memory
The Spirit knows its own truth
It weaves its own reality
Whispering in a quiet voice
It challenges me to understand.

Vanora