the words,
the thoughts,
the pictures and the inundation of images
and sound
that flood the mind and heart and soul.
so easy to be lost
so easy to find you have no grip
not anymore, or you never had it in the first place.
and finally, when you can do no more
listen...
in the silence, still.
you hear the truth.
and it is from the blankness
devoid of the turmoil
that is the outer self.
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Within the solid quietness,
we continue to listen,
to find the inner universe
of our own and other souls.
Sorry, I'm tempted to add these four lines to your post, they came in my mind as soon as I finished reading it.
Great post ^_^
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