SOMETIMES I FEEL…

There is –

too much talking, not enough listening

too much taking, not enough giving

too much mine, not enough ours

too much grasping, not enough

letting go…

There are –

too many degrees, not enough knowledge

too much knowledge, not enough wisdom

too many opinions

not enough understanding

too much brain

not enough heart…

There is –

too much for a few, too little for many

too much luxury, too little satisfaction

too much ambition, but little purpose

too much living

without any real meaning…

There is –

too much power, little compassion

too much competition, little co-operation

too much control, little freedom

too much hate

and too little love…

I shudder:

Then –

I take a deep breath

feel the moment cascade

awash

I notice –

The shiver, of a blade of grass

the whisper, of the rushing breeze

the flight, of a dotted butterfly

the emerald, of the apple laden tree

And the soft settling –

of silent

Peace.