Walking the dog at 4:30 AM

[pagios]

Before the phone, radio, or TV
Before internet, twitter, or electricity
There were the stars at night
Each filling the mind with its light
The eye perceives with different sight
The planets, the constellations,
The celebration of the seasons
Easy in them to see
The wonders fate decrees
Men of might rising to lead nations
Ominous portents of disastrous events
Yet underneath it all
A great harmony
The mystery of time
The unfolding of history
Here on display the divine heart
A great stillness
Conceiving, nurturing, and embracing
All opposites and change
He who fails to find this stillness in himself
Is like a sailor at sea
Without destination or charts,
With compass or home port.

[Aphritha]

Love this.