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Maryanne Richards

Rookie - 74 Points (1939 / New Zealand)

Listening


Walking along the river bank
In the breeze, listening
to the wind in the trees,
Singing there song through
The rustling in the leaves,
Losing oneself and feeling at peace.

The sounds start coming
From the birds, the bees
The cicadas and the distant barking dogs.

To feel the sun shinning,
See a myriad insects at work
And feel the earth underfoot.

Just watching, feeling and above all
Listening with attention, not focused,
With all thought silenced in that moment.

Try it. See what happens.

Submitted: Tuesday, March 25, 2014
Edited: Tuesday, March 25, 2014

Topic(s): Silence


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