Some more Hifler? Perhaps. I have come back to write. Turning to ponder thoughts. This is that writing mode, that tells me I should write. That there may be a poem in there or some other compulsive urgent barrage. To give in to it usually ends in pleasure.
Gentle quiet mornings are my favorite times. These times are for my choosing. They are a time to write, or read, to fall into a philosophical mode. These times, if kept as uplifting, and easy thoughts are pleasing. It feels great to feel this way____. I always wonder about how others ease into their day. I think, may it be like this for other people. Even though I know it is unlikely everywhere. Knowing it is as likely is knowing that there is a balance between these opposites. It saddens me to think it can’t be peace for all. But such peace does begin within the self. And I am not in control of others. Life____Life is how we live is it not? What poem have I in this mind? Let’s see_____.
Pondering.
A day begins with pondering, and pulled thoughts.
With gentleness, it wakes the soul to now its happiness.
Remember all that is good, and let all else just lay.
Wisdom is but truth to explore, perhaps more, another day?
It’s there within, cradled in its place. Acknowledged.
To be pulled, and pondered over? A lesson for the today?
Within these musings, I recall where I heard, this or that.
And appreciate the initial source for the experiences.
Grateful that I truly heard. Grateful for it all____,
The thoughts that had sticktuativeness, these most of all.
Pejj Nunes 12/12/2021
Anisette Studios & Shibui Fine Arts 