Sunday 28 August 2022

The Still Point

 





 

There’s a point beyond which all clamour stills;

you step into it – at the beach…in the hills…

right in the middle of the city square…

and the world falls away, it’s just you there

amidst the rush of traffic, vendor talk,

the cheap trinkets, or the staccato knock

of a woodpecker in the trees somewhere…

 

the sure knowledge settles in your pith, deep,

you know it from then on, awake, asleep –

like a pebble thrown in an endless well

lost in the most complex, magical spell

the planets cast, the secrets galaxies hold

the moonpaths of nights, the daily rivergold –

that point’s finally home, peace, where you dwell.


17 comments:

  1. Hari OM
    ...ah yes... the point of ultimate balance... YAM xx

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    1. Yep, the equilibrium that we all come back to sooner or later.. <3

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  2. Yes. You are at your own center calm.
    Each poem you write just captures an essence with the most perfect words. Thank you - I'm always in awe

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    1. Thank you, Joanne! Most times it feels like I am my own generator centre of spiralling panic :) :)

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  3. And what a precious point that is.

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  4. I long to step back into that point of peace.

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    1. This is Kristin

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    2. I hope you will get back soon. And I am sorry you're having issues with commenting here, so not okay being forced to go anonymous. Hope that will get resolved soon too.

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  5. We are indeed fortunate that we have a home, a place of peace. Not a luxury all share. I love the redolence of nature in this piece, Nila. Thank you.

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    1. So true! 2022 has broken the record for refugees I believe, largest numbers of people displaced both internationally and internally. Terribly saddening.

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  6. Very beautiful. The stillness is within and hence without.

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  7. Hi Nila - 2022 is being pretty awful for so many ... others who have things still complain. I'm constantly striving for peace - but I'm fortunate ... I don't panic and just keep on. Stillness ... an essential for our beings ... cheers Hilary

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    1. Glad you're okay Hilary. Keep calm and carry on is my mantra also. Grateful for all that we are fortunate to have.

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