Standstill

Standstill

 

There is no angst in a shadowed eve,

not like a night without frilly sound

curled up in velour and chill with a little bit of warmth.

The whispers of twilight

creep in a silent waterfall drop

of strength-binding will to forget the forgotten

less it overfill.

 

The softness of a distant, roiling rill

tranquil violins all around to…

ward off manufactured threats of night?

wrapped up tight against the fear of ill…

Ill speaking of another world

running down the ley lines of this life,

tracing the calm and crackle until…

Until the time of this moment comes to fulfil,

still with dip and swish of a quill

 

In the quiet and peace

of a still-ness on this solo rolling hill,

the one where there is alone,

instilled,

a house stood firm and still…

 

…because I know what it’s like to be in that place

Reviews

[Ken Simm.]

There is a book by a Scottish mountaineer, (Where I live) called Find Beauty and Be Still. In a certain sense this could, I think be applied to this. Or perhaps more find beauty and think about it. This is advice on how not to be overwhelmed by our own minds.

[Seriana]

Ken! Thank you for your review. I appreciate you and little reference note. I will check that book out!

[Writer at last! Sky ~]

Only a person who has experienced the beauty of silence and stillness can write this long and deep. Very nice!

[John the Baptist]

"Be still and know," as the familiar psalm begins. That's the spirit I detect running under the words of this offering. The speaker seems to know the value of reaching a still, strong space in consciousness to keep from being overwhelmed by the urgencies of the world. In the current time, such a resource cannot be overvalued.

[Seriana]

Thank you, John. I enjoyed reading your interpretation! Always captivating what the audience thinks.