forgottenmeadows

thoughts from my mind to yours

Spaces of Eternity

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My wonderful friend Robert is also an amazing poet…Do check out his blog! πŸ™‚

Robert Jepson

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Does the green field grow old?

Never under skies of azure blue

But in minds suffused with grey

Seeing not the grace of being

In time standing still to dwell

Upon the moment, feeling.

Lost in the spaces between trees

The beauty of vacancy, emptiness

Yet In which lies the truth of being

For it is in the pause of void

That sight opens outwards

Beyond the illusion of mind

See the interval beckoning

The parting between each blade of grass

The silence after birdsong before the storm

Even here in tumult the heart beats

Spaces between breaths

Mark the cessation of time

Pause and feel the pulse of life

Each atom, each star, waiting

For consciousness to arise

In the realm of understanding

Between mind and matter

Knowing, aware of stasis

Does the green field grow old?

Now answer to the blue sky

It does not age when the…

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Author: forgottenmeadows

I am a dreamer and a writer who loves to ponder on the words of the soul.

4 thoughts on “Spaces of Eternity

  1. I want to thank you for reading my story in Literary Yard Journal. The Oracle Earth. Raymond

  2. Thank you for sharing my work Neha, very much appreciated πŸ™‚

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