And Nothing Else Matters

And Nothing Else Matters

…blurry…subdued…a grainy manifestation…like half-awake, half asleep…gently vanishing through the light…until the light absorbs everything…and there is expansiveness…as all will be light…just light…pure and striking…radiant…all meanings dissolve and succumb to something higher…into another dimension…and then there is tranquility…no more rationalizing…there is just this moment enshrouded in other moments…and nothing else matters…

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About Virgilio Gavia

Interests: poetry, photography, writing (prose and poetry), walking/hiking, reading (non-fiction and books of poetry) drinking coffee and herbal teas, camping, fishing, contemplating, solitude, silence, traveling, faded jeans, meaningful conversation, wabi-sabi, haiku, tanka, Jazz, Classical, oldies, all the books of Thomas Merton, Joseph Campbell, Thomas Moore, John O'Donohue, Mary Oliver, David Whyte, Mark Strand, ancient Chinese and Japanese poets, The Bible, spirituality, philosophy, psychology, sociology, history, humanities and the arts.
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4 Responses to And Nothing Else Matters

  1. MrsDalloway says:

    not including the noise…

  2. Geo Sans says:

    sweet
    sweet
    nothings

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