I find the world is quieter when I keep my ears open – because the mad sounds are just sounds - they come and go. And when the day comes you finally realize how little they mean in the flow of life and the thought, which is the humdrum, just sails away - in the end there is really nothing out there at all. And that is a peaceful thing to have in your mind – it brings peace to the ears – it brings joy. Mist goes up but the vapor is still in the air – so it is with the humdrum. Let it go in your mind and it will really go... Go! Go! And so will you – like a bird – like a dream!
I found the world is quieter when I keep my ears open – because the mad sounds are just sounds that come and go – and when you realize how little they mean in the flow of life and thought the humdrum for me just sails away - in the end there is really nothing. And that is a peaceful thing to have in your mind – it brings peace to the ears – it brings joy. Most goes up but the vapor is still in the air – so humdrum – but let it go in your mind and it will really go. Go. Go. And so will you – like a bird – like a dream!
On the surface of the river there is a mirror, and you will see if you creep a little nearer, that there in the reflection all time ends, in the ripples around the stones where the water bends – your face becomes a story of hope – there on the gliding waves that slope – you slide into dreams of summer happiness, and in the realms of much great gladness – wake up its time to survive, and in the corridors of life thrive – be happy to be part of the picture – make your life a little richer - in the living fields where the river flows.
In every change of light that flashes in your eye, a thousand thoughts are born, a thousand words spoken, and as many lives born and as there are lost.
And if a smile graces a mirror in the years that go by, may it open a door in the glass, and send laughter resounding across the infinite...