More Than Enough


Alone in this cold Grey November morning.

In this moment, I deeply surrender

to the pale sunlight, the silent leaves,

the wet grass that is still green.

There are no birds, no songs,

only the fluency of silence,

the knowing without words, the necessity of truth

and the feeling of bare, uncomplicated existence.

And this is more than enough to heal.

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 More Than Enough

  1. den169 says:

    Expresses that moment beautifully!

  2. Love how you say fluency of silence …beautiful!

  3. sanberdooboy says:

    my favorite line is “only the fluency of silence,” something that seems paradoxical at first.

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