DAY 5
I grasp at the gate
but do not see its beauty
just what lies through its keyhole
fussy, lacking in definition.
And that is the paradox,
I want what I cannot see,
Missing the beauty
Laying beneath my finger tips
And in front of my failing eyes.
Gillian Holland copyright 2014
Beautiful. Here is mine for today.
ReplyDeleteMeditating,
My cat on my lap,
Feeling - his soft weight,
His soft fur beneath my hand,
Breathing - in, out,
Purring,
We are as one.
Daphne - lovely the mere mention of 'cat' creates a meditative state - that's their nature.
DeleteAll of these musings are very special words from a wonderful Soul. Thank you Gillian!
ReplyDeleteHallo Cheryl, Thank you for taking the time to comment on my blog. Here's to your own successful writing careerxx
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