Centre of stillness

We all have within us a center of stillness surrounded by silence.

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Dag Hammarskjold 1905 - 1961

Centre of Stillness

We all have within us a center of stillness surrounded by silence.

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Dag Hammarskjold 1905 - 1961

Centre of stillness

We all have within us a center of stillness surrounded by silence.

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Dag Hammarskjold 1905 - 1961

Centre of stillness

We all have within us a center of stillness surrounded by silence.

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Dag Hammarskjold 1905 - 1961

Centre of Stillness

We all have within us a center of stillness surrounded by silence.

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Dag Hammarskjold 1905 - 1961

Photo Bardsea Photography

Centre of stillness

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We all have within us a center of stillness surrounded by silence.

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Dag Hammarskjold 1905 - 1961

Centre of stillness

We all have within us a center of stillness surrounded by silence.

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Dag Hammarskjold 1905 - 1961

Centre of Stillness

We all have within us a center of stillness surrounded by silence.

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Dag Hammarskjold 1905 - 1961

Centre of stillness

We all have within us a center of stillness surrounded by silence.

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Dag Hammarskjold 1905 - 1961

Centre of stillnesss

We all have within us a center of stillness surrounded by silence.

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Dag Hammarskjold 1905 - 1961

O'er the unknown sea

Some time at eve when the tide is low,
I shall slip my mooring and sail away,
With no response to the friendly hail
Of kindred craft in the busy bay.
In the silent hush of the twilight pale,
When the night stoops down to embrace the day,
And the voices call in the waters’ flow

Some time at eve when the tide is low,
I shall slip my mooring and sail away.
Through the purpling shadows that darkly trail
O’er the ebbing tide of the unknown sea,
I shall fare me away, with a dip of sail
And a ripple of waters to tell the tale
Of a lonely voyager, sailing away
To the mystic isles where at anchor lay
The crafts of those who have sailed before
O’er the unknown sea to the unknown shore.

A few who have watched me sail away
Will miss my craft from the busy bay;
Some friendly barks that were anchored near,
Some loving souls that my heart held dear,
In silent sorrow will drop a tear;
But I shall have peacefully furled my sail
In mooring sheltered from storm and gale
And greet the friends who have sailed before
O'er the unknown sea to the unknown shore.

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Elizabeth Clark Hardy (1849 - 1929)
The Unknown Shore

A centre of stillness

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Snow Drawings - Sonja Hinrichsen

We all have within us a center of stillness surrounded by silence.

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Dag Hammarskjold 1905 - 1961

A centre of stillness

We all have within us a center of stillness surrounded by silence.

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Dag Hammarskjold 1905 - 1961

The woods are lovely

Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark, and deep.
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.

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Robert Frost (1874 - 1963)
Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening

After the first snow of the season I thought this was an appropriate post. I always like that first snow, before the traffic gets to it and makes it grey or, as now, when the weather warms and turns it to slush. I was up at 3:00 a.m., wandering the house, and when I looked out the streetlights were hazy and glowing, their glare softened by the falling snow. The road was deserted and the only evidence of life I saw were some tracks leading up the front walk, possibly a rabbit or perhaps a cat. My woods are my neighbours' houses, my trees are interspersed with telephone poles, but I felt the same sense of tranquility that briefly took hold of Frost before the world called him away.

A centre of stillness

We all have within us a centre of stillness surrounded by silence.

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Dag Hammarskjold 1905 - 1961

A centre of stillness

We all have within us a centre of stillness surrounded by silence.

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Dag Hammarskjold 1905 - 1961

A centre of stillness

We all have within us a centre of stillness surrounded by silence.

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Dag Hammarskjold 1905 - 1961