Calmness Blossoms


Seeing what is true and knowing at 6:38 in the early morning, sunday. There is depth in sustaining silence as the neighbourhood remains in a temporary vow of silence at this time. I am reading a poem by Rumi. The sun slowly rises in the coldness of autumn. The elegance of the early morning autumn sky, pale orange, pale blue, shy white. So pleasing. So humbling. Calmness blossoms. Time lingers. 

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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