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The Perfect Symphony of a Light that Shines in a Standing Ovation

Updated on November 19, 2011

Sounds of an Untrapped River

Frozen Blue
Frozen Blue
Path to the Symphony
Path to the Symphony

The Perfect Symphony of a Light that Shines in a Standing Ovation

March madness seems it will never cease as it has just begun.

The river still laden with ice, yet it is not quite letting the waters flow from it's prison.

The lassitude of the wait is at times hard to bear knowing spring is in the air.

I managed to get a few days up at my cabin and thought of this as I sat by the river as the warmth of the sun clasped it’s comforting hands over my face.

The air just yesterday was warm as a hunter’s breath seen on the cold wind. Truly it is an embracement of spring.

I have such a nice 5 bedroom home in what they say is a splendid part of the city, yet I am quietly dissatisfied and know I shouldn't be as I should be grateful, and truly I am as I have work, a nice home and even a weekend cabin. But when I am here in this beautiful home in the city, I almost feel as if I am walking upon raped land. The plants and trees that once stood for hundreds of years now gone. In its place so many homes, all look like one another’s, artificial turf with a comical look to me as a miniature golf course, one you may find in an amusement park. What I feel coming from within the depths of this land I live on is a silent laden feel, nothingness, as if the life has been sucked out of where I now stand. When I do go to bed and lay my head upon my pillow, I hear a mumble all about me. Disseminate thoughts abound. It's like all the thoughts of the people living in houses just a shout away impede my mind. So through the night in a jumble and tumble as if in oceans waves, I hear them all, as if I am sleeping with strangers in a huge bedroom and I can feel them and their noises as they too sleep and try to walk in this world we now walk.

When I am in the woods, upon some mountain, by the river’s edge, I can be still, and I hear the heartbeat of Mother. Deep within her I can hear. And instead of the people with their worldly thoughts, I can hear the whispered breath of the winds, the conversations of the river flows, ancient songs sung through the trees and it is then I can write what I hear and feel what I know. It is a gift I am given, every day I truly listen. But it is only in those places I seem hear. When I am in the city, there is too much noise. I know I need to learn how to fine tune my spirit as one would a radio, adjusting to ones favorite station and let the music play. Yet I do not know how. So I work within all this and yearn for the days to pass and I can return to my mountain home and hear the music. And in joy I embrace this and hear the songs from my radio of life.

My little cabin is small and is nestled by the river so at night I am sung to with its spirit songs. The stars and moon all shine down upon me as I walk the river’s edge early morn.

I have various mountain herbs I picked last summer hanging from the ceiling and many mason jars of such, dried teas, seasonings and medicines I keep on hand.

It’s a cozy place I know many would like as the energy within from the symphony of life continually plays all around...

Many little twists of wood and rocks found on one adventure or another so carefully placed, that always brings a smile upon remembrance of the day.

I still want more, seek adventure, an abundant filled heart, but all I have is right now, this minute and where I now stand. I envision journeys and so wish I could experience them. The ones that play about my head.

For some reason the Creator has me here upon the same mountain for now. Standing here as I do there have been many dreams pass through my mind, pipe or not, many I have lived to go onto the next, still hoping seeking and feeling that peace within we feel from time to time as we all walk.

I feel like time is running out and I haven't done enough. There are more mountainsto climb, more wooded valleys to explore and so many more veins of rivers to float.

It’s like a never ending dream, a desire that is never satisfied. The need is constant and it grows and burns and seethes! Can I ever find this peaceful feeling within the depths without this desire?

I am where I am, so I accept this and I listen. If I am still, I can hear the heartbeat within. As if embraced within my Mother’s womb, I can hear her and I feel that peace. Yet I know this desire all to well...

I continually walk to find it, that never ending dream.

Could it be we seek completeness within our spirits to be as perfect as all this we know? What we feel when upon the ocean’s edge and hear her songs, the symphony that plays upon the mountain tops? We are the audience and all about we hear what is played, sometimes what others do not.

Yet could it be we seek to be in the symphony of perfection and not just in the audience of it? To be a part of the music and not just listening?

To be one with the Creator?

After we complete our many journeys, walk our circle of life, we will be side by side once again at the end of time, or the beginning of...

For there are only a few who knows of the perfection in the brilliance of a light that shines… in a standing ovation…



The Laden River
The Laden River

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    • 50 Caliber profile image

      50 Caliber 6 years ago from Arizona

      It's all in the letting go and making the change. I spent a few years collecting and waiting for the opportunity, then sold out and ran. It was much work and planning but it was delivered unto me by the creator and I'm free to stumble into much adventure.

      Great write voted up and more,

      Peace,

      50 Dusty

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      epigramman 6 years ago

      ...well I am certainly know my friend what it's like to be 'a creature of your own environment' and what is that old saying - 'you can the girl out of the country but you can't take the country out of the girl' - and personally speaking for me, 'be it ever so humble there's no place like home' - I live in my cottage out here at the lake and it's a hour's drive back and forth from where I work in the city. My mum and dad built this cottage just as a summer place to go back in 1956.

      And now that I am on my own in this world (no family anywhere other than my two cats) I cherish my roots like a family homestead. I also have the greatest view in the world as I live 100 feet or so away from the lake itself with a lakeshore road in front of me.

      So yes naturally I love your writing here, your thoughts, your sentiments and of course your life affirming pictures - I will post this proudly to my FACEBOOK page with a direct link back here - and I am sending you my warmest wishes and good energy from lake erie time 1:20am ontario canada listening to Charlie Parker, two sleeping pussycats, a glass of beer and the wild winds and high waves of lake erie outside.

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      BERNARD LEVINE 6 years ago from RUIMSIG, SOUTH AFRICA

      THE BEAUTY OF GOD’S LOVE By BERNARD LEVINE

      God is amazing

      He chooses every baby's DNA and blood type

      He puts every star in place to float in the sky

      He creates every fingerprint with a rare design

      He makes an egg to burst open with life.

      God is great

      He selects all the love-songs for every bird to sing

      He makes broken bones mend

      He gives every flower its specific perfume

      He cares for seeds and they turn to fruit.

      God is awesome

      He tells the seasons when to change

      He gives us air so we can breathe

      He feeds multitudes of living organisms on our planet

      He waters fields of green carpets with morning dew.

      Every leaf is a marvel of God's genius

      Every baby is filled with God's love

      There is nothing in this world more precious

      than the beautiful kindness of God.

      © Bernard Levine

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