Stillness

It is that moment a deer locks her beautiful liquid eyes with yours

When you sit on a rock and gaze out towards the full and flowing Hudson river with mountains in the background

Standing still in a forest and being there...in that moment

Hearing the birds chirping their song,

listening to their music

Naked

What stands here is just me, in this present moment

When you let go of your “self”, your ego. And you are at one with nature. All boundaries are erased

Superficial human boundaries defined by clothes, where we’re from, are removed

Ultimately when you are at one with nature you are who you’re meant to be

A being passing through

Who is supposed to “see” the wonder of what is around them

To breathe it, feel it, feel the balance of nature

Untouched by humans

Virgin and pure

I found it difficult

I kept thinking of conversations with friends,

Conversations I hope will occur

Conversations with myself

There was so much chatter that it was taking too long to get to that place of “silence” and “stillness”

To be here, now, this very moment which will ever be mine again

I need to see the sandy bottom beyond the still and pure water

soon

(Blue Mountain, NY, Aug, '14)