Reflection

~ The Pickled Pastor

073 (3)Time stands still.
Only for a moment, mind you,
but still nonetheless.
A fleeting
endless pause
pregnant with possibility.
Nothing moves
save eyes beholding beauty.
Surrounded by sky.
Smooth wonder sliding into my soul.
Quieting chaos.
Coaxing me into its calm.

 

7 thoughts on “Reflection”

  1. Pregnant with possibilities… I’ve always loved that phrase. Run across it now and then. I wish I could be the type of person you describe who can stand still and soak it all in. I envy that kind of personality. Unfortunately, I’m the opposite. The pregnant with possibilities seems only to come in the midst of chaos. But I take comfort in Friedrich Nietzsche’s comment: “One must still have chaos in oneself to be able to give birth to a dancing star.” 😀

    Nature really speaks to you, doesn’t it… (Sent a note of to PG for you.)

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  4. This is very Zen. Beautiful poem. And the picture reminds me of the Bolivian salt flats. It’s been on my bucket list for ages. I guess one need not travel all the way to Central America to experience such beauty. Sometimes it’s right in our backyards :).

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