A Silent Language

A solitary bird,
a brown leaf in the dead of winter,
and a black & white photograph of a flower arrangement
in an old container.
They all speak in silence to the human heart.

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.
This entry was posted in Connection, Contemplation, Deeper Truth, Inner Knowing, Inner Life, Intuition, Knowing, Poetry, Remembrance, Ruminations, sentimentalism, Silence, Stillness, Winter. Bookmark the permalink.

6 Responses to A Silent Language

  1. arlene says:

    I am glad you’re back at WordPress Ver.

    • thanks, Arlene…i bought some very good books and i have been reading a lot…and since i have structured my reading time to accommodate other things, i have more time left to blog, among other things…

  2. maskednative says:

    In those quiet, still moments, to hear the voice within all things, to communicate with all things, words are not necessary.

  3. elmediat says:

    Well done. Effective development of images & emotional atmosphere. 🙂

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