grow where you are

listen -- can you hear that?
the sound of everything you remember as the good days.
the sound of summer darkness and sleepy crickets singing the bullfrogs to morning.
the silent song of stars' hearts who join in visible tune.
the sound of peace.

seek peace.

seek quiet!
seek the stillness so that you may know, and center, and step into reality:
finally seeing everything in its relation to everything else.
it's all about putting things in their proper placement!

the lonely crickets serenade me to quietude,
save one who participates in group effort like one singing a solo:
loud and alone -- separate.
it has to be separate to be special, to be "recognized".

but the moon, reflecting the Sun whose light sheds truth to all beings,
sheds its dimness onto the darkness and both the cricket and i know our place.

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