Honouring The Moment


Early morning sun, the salty smell of a calm sea, glistening sand,                                             the nostalgic squawking of seagulls, a lonely walk, a thoughtful moment,                                 a recollected heart, and the silence that floats in-between thoughts.                                           And I simply surrender.                                               


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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6 Responses to Honouring The Moment

  1. Hariod Brawn says:

    Magically captured Virgilio; it was as if I was there.

  2. Tom says:

    Smelling, seeing, hearing … all tugging at the healing silence of the space in-between thoughts. Your hinting at nostalgia, the ever-present loneliness, all pulling us toward the Omega Point, that holy longing.

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