The Quiet Room

At the centre, the heart, is the quiet room,
where one can just be, still, and not do.
With old and new in harmony together,
a peace and Presence available whenever.
All one needs is close at hand,
a chair, the window showing the land.
Windswept rain clouds slowly gliding,
birds flying, turning, diving.
A glimpse of blue in expanse of white,
calling one’s soul itself to take flight.
Leafy boughs on hedges and trees
swaying, dancing in the breeze.
Far beyond, the timeless distance
brings altogether, in an instant.
Clarity, perception of all things near,
different horizon makes everything clear.
In oneself, or throughout the whole
is God Himself, our creator, our goal.