Bothell In Meditation Comments

I do not know where to begin. So much to take in but not overwhelming. No more than a child is overwhelmed by a candy store! Just when I thought that a certain image impressed me most another image followed seamlessly like the trees lined in hushed silence. I am reading this in early morning. She found silence despite the roar isn't that fantastic. A blissful existence beneath the colorful umbrella.

Oh! I so like the images you penned so uniquely and beautifully! ! ! ! ! An overworked Sun sank himself In twilight red wine- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - She found silence Sat rooted in herself Like a ship that has dropped the weight of its anchor Into the bottom of bottomlessness- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Conifers of different genres Scaled against the glow Of the dying day- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Oaks stood ruminating Their gigantic frames Seeking the essence of inner evanescence- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - The evening hue and the stars Like a colorful umbrella that unfolds On to existence from nothingness- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - And that is just the icing of this poem's cake. A very enthusiastic 10

A wonderfully worded and composed piece, Madathil.