23 March 2012 by neil reid
aphorisms numbers three through five
find silence.
I’m shy even to say that much.
let go the music of wires, the color of etherwaves.
wind will do, sky will do.
refrain being entertained. listen, observe.
here is full. now is full.
stillness has never left any soul alone.
she told me so.
neil reid © march 2012
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I need to write this down and read it every day. Every day.