Deafened By Silence
Deafened by silence, ills seep through pore and follicle absorbed by grass and
root. Perfumed heather dances on the wind dueting with spring light. Unadulterated
air soothes the conscious mind, fresh and pure as water from upstream spring.
Deafened by silence, the nerves calm, knotted muscles relax, the whirling dynamo of
mind slows into forgotten state. Breathing deep in time with mountain thrum,
conscious thought floats past pine forest, tarn and glacial plain. Gently whispering.
Not deafened now but soothed and cosseted in its warm and welcoming glow. At one
with self and land in tune. Fading thoughts no more as dreams infuse the empty plain,
beauty and harmony intertwine bringing peace and sleep through natures wine.
I thought it fitting that the first image should be a joint effort, Sharon taking the image
and I'll provide the sleeping figure :) oh yes and the words