
I am sitting in the blue chair
listening to this stillness.
The only sound the occasional gurgle of tea
coming out of the pot and into the cup.
How can this be?
Such calm, such peace, such solitude
in this world of woe.
Verse: 'The Sixth of January' by David Budbill
listening to this stillness.
The only sound the occasional gurgle of tea
coming out of the pot and into the cup.
How can this be?
Such calm, such peace, such solitude
in this world of woe.
Verse: 'The Sixth of January' by David Budbill
What a lovely post. I'm reading Anne Morrow Lindbergh's Gift from the Sea and learning a new sense of serenity.
ReplyDeleteWhat a pretty teacup and I love the thought.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful tea cup. I wonder the same thing often in my backyard. . it's so easy to block the world.
ReplyDeleteAnd it's hard to not feel guilty, when finding this stillness...
ReplyDeleteI read in a blog once... She asked the question; "Can I play my instrument, knowing others can not?" 'Playing her Instrument' was in place of 'feeling joy.'
Can we take joy, knowing others can not? A deep, deep question...
Miss Mari-Nanci
'Smilnsigh' blog
Lovely!
ReplyDeleteNice! I really like the yellow tea cup too!
ReplyDeleteKatherine
What a beautiful tea cup! We are able to find solitude by blocking out what is not needed.
ReplyDeleteThank you for sharing...
mari
Oh this teacup is wonderful!!! I have never seen one like this! It is for sale at this shop?
ReplyDeleteI'm enjoying all of the beautiful things here!
KJ
California