There is beauty in the water
that rages through me
over stones and boulders,
to reach the shoreline
of my quiet mind
and rest in moments where
peace and stillness meet
in the heartfelt space of loving kindness.
There is wonder in my thinking
that strikes like lightening
and sounds like thunder.
To see the stillness at its centre
and be the painter of colour
on a moving canvass,
soft and flowing
and be the witness of its passing.
Flailing feelings from deep within me
are welcome travellers on my journey.
The ancient blocks are slowly fading,
slipping, sliding in the flow of living,
some times clinging to sand and water.
Observing I notice everything changing.
Russ Kendall
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