No clicking or clattering
No fancy pen dipping in antique inkwell
No ideas budding into Spring
All is dormant
Peaceful, quiet as the wintry garden outside
Just as trees have gathered life down deep under frozen landscape
so too this soul feels drawn to hibernate
Be still...
Be still and know...
Know
To everything there is a season.
Now is time to come away.
Dream. Ruminate.
Dream. Ruminate.
Rest. Be still. Know.
Spring will come.
And new life...
And new life...
New words too.
Quiet for a little while...
Quiet for a little while...
Enjoy the time of refreshing...Come back soon!
ReplyDeleteRebuild your strength.xx
ReplyDelete*hugs* January is the best time for this I believe; February, too. Any cold time. Hope you enjoy your quiet and calmness.
ReplyDeleteGod bless you in the quiet.
ReplyDeleteHello Brenda, I hope that you feel better real soon and that you find the quiet time refreshing and restoring. With Love, Delisa
ReplyDeletePopped in tonight for a little visit, and I see that you're away for a time. May He be sweet refreshing to your soul as you pause and ponder and rest. Hugs...
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