In Silent Mists

Healing Soul Streams

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~ ~ ~ slowly ~ ~ ~ and in silence the mist absorbs
the lakes and the hills . . . trees become indistinct
and distance vanishes . . . . . .

only the flowers and grasses nearby seem to be
on this earth ~ ~ ~ ~ birds fly out of nowhere and
back into nowhere again . . . . . . . .

There is intimacy in the soft air ~ ~ reverence ~
and peace . . . . . . . . the great peace of
a soul that knows that the sun still shines ~ ~ ~
~ ~ that the hills and lakes are just beyond ~
~ ~ ~ where they have always been ~ ~ ~ ~

and ~ knowing these things ~ ~ ~
finds loveliness in the mystic mist . . . . . . . .

~…

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4 thoughts on “In Silent Mists

  1. I have always loved the fog, knowing the sense of peace that surrounds me. It hides me from the outside world and gives a feeling of peace and protection. Oh I do know the rest of the world is out there and there is no feeling of evil intent as it advances and surrounds my area on earth, but the peace of mind is so great. I love this post, thank you for sharing.

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