! ! ! With A Quieter Mind Poem by Bob Blackwell

We grow with silence
through the winter of our
ignorance as we await the
spring of change, to grow
with favour in the warmth of
summer sun and rain. So
when Autumn comes we bear
the fruits of our silence; and
understanding comes to
to give us the strength
to face our winter storms.

And so Life begins

Hush quiet, the music begins, you tingle,
feel the chords pluck your heart.
The melody comes, up and down goes the lilt,
and the rhythm of life flows through.
Your blood runs faster
your heart beats tremor from the sound.
The song from a distance purrs,
and gradually comes closer.
Your body relaxes, you feel the beat of life
come pulsing through.

The music is close now,
closer than it has ever been before.
Now you can see, feel, smell, hear
and even taste the joy
of this orchestra of life.
Ideas, creative pictures, answers,
come tumbling and jumbling through.
Now yes! Life becomes real,
you feel a delight at all you see.

The rhythm slows, melody softens
and love comes through,
full of compassion, full of caring,
gentle happy feelings,
a beauty for the mind.

Now dark clouds can come,
changes occur,
but the joy, and
serenity we feel will never change.

Just like a flower that slowly opens
through the night; to burst open
with different shades of pink, it
glows with a blush of morning light;
its soul no words do speak,
it shows a presence,
a truth, a reality,
proud in the garden of our world.



Bob Blackwell
14-12-2011