This Moment of Solitude.

I love these first few moments of the day when the silence of world becomes our freedom;

And the silvered birches seem oddly at ease with the weighted burden of winter’s stay;

We find ourselves in these quieter spaces, where the truest heart dares the course of discovery.

Where uncertainty begs hesitation’s step, and courage graces those who have faith.

Life is earned, never forgotten; the contented soul bears no repentance.

“When from our better selves we have too long, been parted by the hurrying world,” Wordsworth writes. “How gracious, how benign, is Solitude.”

In peace, my loves…

Namaste

About

Tara Lemieux is a mindful wanderer, and faithful stargazer. Although she often appears to be listening with great care, rest assured she is most certainly‘forever lost in thought. She is an ardent explorer and lover of finding things previously undiscovered or at the very least mostly not-uncovered.

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