Although it was a wonderful 24hrs at Woodbrooke, with lovely playmates in beautiful surroundings, the inevitability of a banging head was impossible to avoid. All the thinking, listening and talking takes it’s toll and I find it exhausting, even though I wouldn’t miss it.
So today’s blog is simply a poem about the evening, once I got home….
Listen to the silence
Let the brain relax
The pressure release
And feel it breathe a sigh of relief
The effort of listening
The effort of thinking
The effort of talking
Is so hard
So now relax
Close your eyes
And just listen to the silence
Until peace takes over
In my sleep, wake, sleep wake state,
The early hours fall totally silent
As nature too takes it’s rest
The first sound to be heard?
My white owl gently announcing its presence
What a beautiful sound to keep me company……
You can hear the world outside
Regaining its composure
Just like my brain
Ready for the start of another day….