The still point

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Deep in strain,thoughts all a-riot,
I seem unable to be quiet.
I feel tense,I can’t sit down..
My eyes glare out and how I frown!

I talk too fast,I lack patience
I lose touch with my common sense.
To take lessons from a guide
Seems harder when my mind’s so tired.

I discovered, though, that deep inside.
Peace and stillness still abide.
To find that place we each  must be
Desireless, till at last we see.

Deep ,deep down there is true rest
And kindly our sore souls are blessed.
All we have to do is wait
To get in touch with this sweet state.

We share affinity with trees,
With flowers,cats, bats and bumble bees.
Let all thought and control go.
Let this, our mind, become more slow,

Perception’s better when we’re still
Emptied of desire and will;
Deep inside a melody
stirs our hearts and sets them free.

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About Kate Thwaite

I love writing , conversation, art, wild flowers, music and air.And books
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