A SOLITARY’S HEAVEN "Let life live through you." April 7, 2020 "...astonishment that we are old."

Above and all Sunrise Beach/Afternoon photos from Harbour Island, Bahamas....one year ago today..4/7/19  NOTHING TO WORD
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...remaining sunrise photos are Ocala, Florida today 4/7/20
​unless otherwise stated

6:22 AM

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OCEANSPEAK<SKYSPEAK
AS WE ARE NOW IN
OCALA, FLORIDA

EACH MOMENT AN OPPORTUNITY OF THE LIFETIME
TO BE IN/OF/AS
 A SOLITARY’S HEAVEN
APPRECIATION, RELIEF & REJOICING OF SOUL
FOR THIS TIME & SPACE
AH!
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6:27 AM-4/7/20

Hokusai says

Hokusai says look carefully.
He says pay attention, notice.
He says keep looking, stay curious.
He says there is no end to seeing.

He says look forward to getting old.
He says keep changing,
you just get more who you really are.
He says get stuck, accept it, repeat yourself
as long as it’s interesting.

He says keep doing what you love.
He says keep praying.
He says every one of us is a child,
every one of us is ancient,
every one of us has a body.
He says every one of us is frightened.
He says every one of us has to find a way to live with fear.

He says everything is alive--
shells, buildings, people, fish, mountains, trees.
Wood is alive.
Water is alive.
Everything has its own life.
Everything lives inside us.
He says live with the world inside you.

He says it doesn’t matter if you draw, or write books.
It doesn’t matter if you saw wood, or catch fish.
It doesn’t matter if you sit at home
and stare at the ants on your verandah or the shadows of the trees
and grasses in your garden.

It matters that you care.
It matters that you feel.
It matters that you notice.
It matters that life lives through you.

Harbour Island, Bahama Beach...April 7, 2019

Contentment is life living through you.
Joy is life living through you.
Satisfaction and strength
are life living through you.
Peace is life living through you.

He says don’t be afraid.
Don’t be afraid.
Look, feel, let life take you by the hand.
Let life live through you.
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—Roger Keyes.
thank you
beautywelove

...near beach path just after sunrise 4/7/19

​AFTERNOON

A Few Words On The Soul 

We have a soul at times.
No one’s got it non-stop,
for keeps.

Day after day,
year after year
may pass without it.

Sometimes
it will settle for awhile
only in childhood’s fears and raptures.
Sometimes only in astonishment
that we are old.

It rarely lends a hand
in uphill tasks,
like moving furniture,
or lifting luggage,
or going miles in shoes that pinch.

It usually steps out
whenever meat needs chopping
or forms have to be filled.

For every thousand conversations
it participates in one,
if even that,
since it prefers silence.

Just when our body goes from ache to pain,
it slips off-duty.

It’s picky:
it doesn’t like seeing us in crowds,
our hustling for a dubious advantage
and creaky machinations make it sick.

Joy and sorrow
aren’t two different feelings for it.
It attends us
only when the two are joined.

We can count on it
when we’re sure of nothing
and curious about everything.

Among the material objects
it favors clocks with pendulums
and mirrors, which keep on working
even when no one is looking.​

It won’t say where it comes from
or when it’s taking off again,
though it’s clearly expecting such questions.

We need it
but apparently
it needs us
for some reason too.
 Wislawa Szymborska
https://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-few-words-on-the-soul/​