Clock
ticks away time ~
Incessantly
insistent,
Capture
the moment!
Clock
ticks away time ~
Incessantly
insistent,
Capture
the moment!
Day 5 of Poetry Month reveals a truth:
A Littered Mind
My desk is littered with scraps of paper
Scribbled notes, phone numbers
Reminders of things I do not want to
FORGET……..
But sometimes I cannot remember whole blocks
of time……………
Where did they go?
Are they in the recesses of my mind
At a depth only an archaeological dig can extract ~
Or are they gone forever?
Sometimes people will tell me that I have been
somewhere
And done
something
that I do not remember.
So now I keep scraps of paper
that litter my desk
in a valiant attempt not to forget.
I know it will not work.
“Stillness has been an acquired taste.” ~ Sheila from Grace and Space
Time is a precious commodity and is the subject of Sheila’s post today. She says she is a doer, a list maker, someone who likes to accomplish things—and that stillness has been something she has had to learn to consciously appreciate.
I have always loved stillness—I need it to replenish my stores. In stillness my imagination is given free rein. Yesterday I complained that I had “nothing” to say, but in response many of you advised me to enjoy it and use it, and once I took in this wisdom I had peace.
Do you find bliss in stillness, or is it a hard thing for you to achieve?