Deep Stillness

“There must be a time of day when the man who makes plans forgets his plans, and acts as if he had no plans at all.”

― Thomas Merton, A Book of Hours’

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in the deep stillness of a summer afternoon

as the breeze stills

and the heat is thick

a quietude of soul comes

as enervated

we sit

and sip a drink

lazily watching

the clouds move by increments

through a leaden sky

contemplating nothing

we are

exactly where we need to be

it is a

Sacred moment