Give in to silence
It has a life of its own
Unborn awareness

About Ben Naga

The Spirit that graces me with its passing has no name and stems not from thoughts and words, though it gathers them up as it flows, but from feeling.

Posted on September 3, 2016, in Wee Poems and tagged , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 2 Comments.

  1. dawnofdivinerays

    Reblogged this on Dawn of Divine Rays and commented:
    Choice to stay in the sacred space of silence is a virtue we all need to learn to get used to. Within silence is the ‘Now of Being’ of All That Is. Not unborn but realized, experienced and anchored to the core of Mother Earth. As my Mum used to tell me ‘Big trees with deep roots (anchored) will not be uprooted no matter what circumstances may be happening on the outside of self.” We always stand tall in the scared space of love, integrity, balance, peace, compassion and patience. Happy Sunday to you and yours, Ben. Namaste

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  2. Thank you kindly. 🙂 I am sure you meant to write “sacred space of love” rather than “scared space of love”. Blessings.


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