Quietude.
I see you sleeping.
Physically,
Yet, a traveler
In other lands;
In other realms.
Quietude.
A silence and peace surrounds you.
Angelic,
Yet, still human
With a dozen frailties;
Will a million perfections.
Quietude.
Your wisdom veiled by the ages.
Buddhic,
As you lie upon the lotus
Opening the incarnation;
Opening the kaleidoscoped eye.
Quietude.
The day awakens about you.
Light,
Filtering through gold-green leaves
Upon the warm broad meadow;
Upon the sunstained warrior.
Roger Allen Baut
we all need that quietude...thanks for the stilling verse...
ReplyDeleteThis is beautiful, Roger. I see the sleeping child within us struggling to grow, flawed and full of perfections, into the inner warrior, hearing the spirit voice.
ReplyDelete...and thank you Brian for your comment...glad you liked it, and resonated with the quietude, and yes, "we all need that quietude...☺
ReplyDelete...thank you so much hedgewithch for your thoughts, and am so pleased you found this poem beautiful...yes, although the body ages...we are all sleeping children whithin us...struggling to grow toward the light...☺
ReplyDeleteI agree... beautiful lines, the essence of beauty is quietude... I feel the sunstained warrior now, sustained by your verse :)
ReplyDeleteHi Shaista, nice of you to leave a comment, and am very happy you found the lines beautiful. I agree, "the essence of beauty is quietude! Thank you, Roger ☺
ReplyDeleteBeautiful lines !
ReplyDeleteThanks so much ayala! I really appreciate your comment and that you resonate to "Quietude!" I have been able to achieve quietude on occasion, and it feels wonderful...the quiet, the peace, no sound...no thing! Roger ☺
ReplyDeleteFrom Quietude comes strength....
ReplyDelete...nicely put knightsheart, and I would agree with that! Thanks for your input! Roger ☺
ReplyDeleteThat is beautiful for I long for peace!
ReplyDelete...me too Lon! On short occasiosn I can reach a stillness/peace/quietude, but only on short occasions...Glad you liked the poem! Roger ☺
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