Monday, March 27, 2023

First Word: Suzanne Adam: Isolation



Meditation while in isolation

In silence…

Just the whisper of wind teasing

The leaves in the trees


The rustle of Judy turning pages

Danette clearing her throat


Construction machinery

Beep-beep, bang-bang

The distant swoosh of traffic


Last month

At the lake

Almost perfect silence

At night only

Country dogs barking


Early morning

Long-legged ibis honking

The crested elaenias whistling

Distant voices of fishermen

Trolling on the lake

Their motors purring


For meditation I step outside

Breathe in the air

Perfumed by boldo trees and native grasses

The cool on my face is calming

I drink in the lake scene

That liquid bowl

A gift

Always there



Down by the lake

The soft sound

Of tiny wavelets

Licking and lapping the shore.

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