Quietude

bare

There is a quiet beauty in the bareness of branches, branches whose leaves have fallen, drifted off in the river of time, or carried away on breaths of the wind, leaving a quietude behind.

There is a loveliness in the iron bench, strong within its solitude, surrounded by silence, standing alone, nobody resting or seeking respite upon it, facing the river’s steady motion towards an unseen continuum.

There are moments for reflection, moments that one intensely perceives they are a minute part of the whole spectrum of existence, a speck within the global force, a blink in the eternal plan, a flicker in the candle of time.

Shabbat Shalom-if you celebrate! Have a lovely weekend to every one else.

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6 responses to “Quietude

  1. Thanks for the beautiful thoughts that accompany your beautiful photo.

  2. Shabbat Shalom – love your reflection and thoughtfulness. And the reflection of the water (as we sit on the bench together?) is calming, too.

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