Friday, November 6, 2015

Tranquility

For a few hushed moments. I sat in solitude
Watching majestic mountains, Giving gratitude

The silence so refreshing, Quietening the mind
My soul nourishing, Answers I could find

In meditative Zenning, Perhaps a connection I did make
A spark of self healing, In a Divinely loving state

I liked that quiet moment, When serenity prevailed
Tranquility so potent, Renewal it entailed

But did it really happen, Did I reach that heavenly state
Was it something I imagined, Regardless I celebrate

~x~

Written for:
Midweek Motif - Tranquility (poem to be limited to 3-17 lines in any form)
With Real Toads - Celebrate something that never happened. In my poem the "never happened" is more a question of did it really happen or did I imagine it. 




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16 comments:

  1. This is absolutely breathtaking.....!!

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  2. Ah, we do have to enjoy those moments of tranquility where they happen or are a feeling deep within the mind!

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  3. Maybe just being close is the best we'll ever get.. enjoy it yet.

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  4. Ah, well done, Suzy. I like how you chose to celebrate a state of mind - which may or may not be obtainable. Well done and viva la! Thanks for posting to the Out of Standard!

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  5. ...and if so can we hang on to it?

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  6. Inner peace a beautiful place....hold on to it.

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  7. Suzy yes silence is really is refreshing.It takes a person nearer to peace and tranquility.

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  8. Yearning for inner peace is half way there!

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  9. peace of mind, serenity; good causes to celebrate

    much love...

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  10. It was real - in such moments, I believe we do "lift off" a little. It has happened to me, too.

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  11. Wishing you many such quiet moments, Suzy! Your poem made me feel calm too.

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  12. We must live as if it did happen and grab the moments to celebrate. They help us return and do it again. This poem is itself a circle--The end question made me go back to see the answer, again and again, and, in fact, doing so induced tranquility. Bravo!

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  13. Love the zen of your poem ....

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