Dragonflies resting in my garden
Lay down my camera, Lay down my sketchbook, Lay down my notepad, Lay down my words.
Listen to the falling rain, Watch the rainbow, Look at the raindrops resting on leaves.
Listen to the Robin’s song, Watch the squirrels run across the fence, Look at the fleeting hummingbird appear and be gone in a flash.
Listen to the whisper of the wind, shaking the trees into sound, Watch the sky as it darkens before the rain comes, Look at the 18 shades of green in my garden.
I want to stay in my garden and never Speak another word, Write another word, Think another word…
Lay down my struggle to find the words to lay down my thoughts.
Iron Dragonfly over green glass ball
Hoje foi um dia de silêncio profundo. Apenas o chilrear dos melrinhos e o som do vento soprando as folhas das árvores, acalmando a minha alma. Quero ficar no meu jardim para sempre e nunca mais proferir nem uma palavra.
When I read your first draft of this post I realized you had indeed written a poem. Beautiful!
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Lovely!
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Very beautiful and meditative. The amber-coloured dragonflies forever perched on your words.
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Que eu estivesse (claro que para estivação!)…
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