sweeping the room sweet fragrant delight
ever present, yet I did not see
open windows
warm breezes
could be daphne on warm northern winds…
matters not fragrant source
invitation is noted
time
stands
still
journal and pen gathered quickly from desk, to return to the moment so tender
breathe
pause
noisy miners’ incessant warnings, shrill and rhythmic to all who dare enter territory deemed theirs by tribal elders
yet beyond, gentle whispers other music to be heard…
lean in
amidst and beyond even this
gentler still
Creation’s Euphony
rumbling relentless accompaniment of busyness, carriages moving through lives lived around
a city waits
sighs
emptied vessels return to their place, shattering Moment’s respite
creation’s cacophony
sweet fragrance invites still into stillness…
timeless
eternal
without limit
hint of beauty beyond heart’s fingertip reach…
Fragrance lingers
Abide…
if alone I remain, daring not step further through destiny’s door, for open doors are yet meaningless… without You
rather dwell, simple pleasures through Joy’s cherished time
follow
lead
walk through
dine
rest
taste to see
run into the stillness for without I dare not
rather stay still,
with You,
outside time
Profound
mind machinations… but without sinister intention, so machination is not the right word, but it was the word I received as I sat… thought machinations meant meandering thought processes, but in checking the meaning I was wrong…
Fragrance Lingers…Abide…
Open doors are yet meaningless without you!!! Wow!!
These 2 captured my heart!!
Oh thank you beautiful one… I feel like Moses saying I don’t want to go on if You do not go with me ♥️