And then, I Remember…

And then, I Remember…

There I stood
in silence, in a place of melancholy.
No thoughts, empty mind
Just deeply felt.
And I looked far and faraway
Where there is no horizon.
There were nameless birds
And humming wind,
the flowers still inviting,
and the grass still green.
The leaves are stiffed and stilled.
There is this kind of feeling
In between sadness and joy
That I cannot articulate with words.
But the thing is that there is an existence
and a poignant presence,
subtly profound that lingers,
a bare existence that is beyond my finite mind,
a presence that I cannot see.

And then,
I remember…

And I simply walked away.

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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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16 Responses to And then, I Remember…

  1. I think you articulated that wordless state very well here Virgilio!

  2. maskednative says:

    The poignant presence, in between sadness and joy – I understand what you felt, your words describe so well. Did you perhaps remember you are the presence, longing for you to return. Beautiful post Virgilio.

  3. Love the voice and the observations. A bit confused on the tense. The past sandwiches the present. From halfway down, it’s in the present tense so I’m a bit jarred when you end it in the past again. Overall, just lovely.

  4. …confluence of thoughts…designed for imagining…thanks for the thoughtful words.

  5. ur'damage says:

    beautiful …. whatever the tense 😉

  6. Geo Sans says:

    on the trail today
    the trees
    breathed me in
    exhaling our new language
    welcoming signs
    of fall

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