. . . This is the river of tranquillity
That flows in every heart
Awaiting the arrival of the soul
The river stands still
Encapsulated in Silence
Enchanted and full of beauty
It is the entrance to the sacred abode
Of the most High
Don’t fear, just embrace your nakedness (inner being)
And let the infusion of tranquillity begin
It is the most beautiful state of being
An envelope that addresses all needs
A shelter for those who are weary
A fantastic place beyond imagination©Kenneth Maswabi
We’ve been staying in a 300-year-old home in Deerfield, Massachusetts. It has views of meadows, woodlands, hills and sky. One can walk through fields and forest to reach the shore of the mighty Connecticut River. (Along the way I encountered fresh bear scat!)
This morning the river flowed with slow, barely perceptible, ease, reflecting the cloud cover, gentle swirls of thickening moisture.
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So lovely. And tranquil!