If you open your eyes, your ears
right here, right now,
in this moment,
stillness drops in.
Always there, the grace of the earth,
fluffs of clouds in
a crooked line,
a gurgling stream,
whisper of leaves as critters stir,
flutter of wings,
musical calls.
Author: BHW
I am an octogenarian, mother, grandmother, wife, sister, friend, voracious reader, and amateur poet. I am dedicated to keeping both my mind and body active through yoga and tai chi, walks with my dog, rich discussion with my book club and 80+ groups, and numerous other activities. I have a deep curiosity about the world and its inhabitants.
untangling the web 
July 19, 2014 at 4:12 pm
Betty, I love this poem. So perfect for this afternoon as we came in from playing with flowers.
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July 19, 2014 at 4:14 pm
beautiful!
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July 20, 2014 at 5:08 pm
I love this, Mom!
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July 22, 2014 at 4:09 pm
Betty, your writing – a gift of yours and a blessing for your readers, including me. So happy you’ve begun a lovely blog to share your writing! xo
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July 23, 2014 at 1:04 pm
lovely, Betty
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