The Health of Hush
Winds of change swirl and surge,
blow in, around, and through.
In the lull that follows one can breathe,
appreciate calm, let things reorient.
Ever more subtle,
the pull of the moon moves oceans,
tides rise and fall
with in between moments of
noticeable balance.
Each morning,
if conditions are right,
one can witness our star seem to rise.
With it comes the hope of all
that could dawn.
Time marches on,
twilight approaches,
sun slips behind hills, trees,
or a wide open horizon.
There's a stretch of hush
as light transitions to night.
A deep sense of vigor crystallizes
in the lulls, pulls, hope,
and hush of healing.
Stillness allows for movement –
radiance steadily brightens
as a whole being
settles into the warmth
of genuine love,
smiles with
gentle gratitude for
the flowing, knowing,
and glowing of
the health of hush.
Winds of change swirl and surge,
blow in, around, and through.
In the lull that follows one can breathe,
appreciate calm, let things reorient.
Ever more subtle,
the pull of the moon moves oceans,
tides rise and fall
with in between moments of
noticeable balance.
Each morning,
if conditions are right,
one can witness our star seem to rise.
With it comes the hope of all
that could dawn.
Time marches on,
twilight approaches,
sun slips behind hills, trees,
or a wide open horizon.
There's a stretch of hush
as light transitions to night.
A deep sense of vigor crystallizes
in the lulls, pulls, hope,
and hush of healing.
Stillness allows for movement –
radiance steadily brightens
as a whole being
settles into the warmth
of genuine love,
smiles with
gentle gratitude for
the flowing, knowing,
and glowing of
the health of hush.
Sarah Carlson
April 23, 2019
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