Tag: Silence
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Silence is this afternoon
My baby spreading arms trying to hug bougainvillea leaves. Pink is her sunshine. Spring is her garden.
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This quiet in me
The blue river is grey at morning and evening. There is twilight at dawn and dusk. I lie in the dark wondering if this quiet in me now is a beginning or an end.” – Jack Gilbert
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Insight out
“Be melting snow. Wash yourself of yourself.” ― Rumi Perhaps the silence is what annoys you the most, silence that comes from within and reflects on your wounded present.
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