Master Class
In the midst of the silent still - in the
pause of
buzzing busy - silken as the tip of infant curl
buzzing busy - silken as the tip of infant curl
In the midst of the still - in the
pause of busy
clinks the crystal pearlescent peal of
a single chime
a single chime
in a cupped bowl
single silvery drop
echoing
listen
now
It's like the moment before a symphony.. how we notice every little think, preparing to be aware.
ReplyDeleteIn the midst of the still, we at LAST take time to listen. Nicely expressed, Pearl.
ReplyDeleteTo me, this reads like a meditation that reaches deeply into the soul. The sound of the single chime - I love this. I must listen. Thank you.
ReplyDeleteAn impressive use of words in this one, Pearl. I especially like the "clinked-crystal pearlescent peal of single chime".
ReplyDeleteInteresting... but enlighten my ignorant mind, the theme? So I can re-read it with a better understanding :)
ReplyDeleteZQ
You made me hold my breath for that stilled moment,
ReplyDeleteElizabeth
Such fabulous wordplay!❤️
ReplyDeleteI could almost hear the sound of that chime, that reminder of a time now long past of both joy and sadness.
ReplyDeleteOh YES! Moments of real heaven (and perhaps all the rest is, as some tell us, illusion).
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