SHACK 990 NOT ENOUGH

 From C. Joybell C

 

I say to you is my peace not enough?

When you sit in my peace you are rested and fulfilled, your nerves quieted, your brain refreshed and your body in a healing mode. Can the world give you this?

Probably you might say yes, if I had enough money, a beautiful wife and children and a lovely extended family and friends. You might also have splendid health and well being, laughter and fun, great food and all the accoutrements and paraphernalia of Lords and Ladies aye and royalty. 

Yes the finest of the finest could not satiate that abiding in your peace, yet the human desire and the inner spiritual peace seem at odds sometimes and the pull between the two and yet I know in my deepest being there is only one and still I am frustrated that I cannot abide in the inner court of the consciousness and awareness of that peace. 

I really comprehend perhaps intellectually that the goods of the world are not lasting and perish with planetary time and my body as well, life is so fleeting, every day passing so swiftly like clouds scuttering in the sky and the peace appearing like the Sun when the clouds pass by.

There is a haunting song that has the Title 'The Falling Leaves' and is about a man sad at his lady has gone and he misses her most at autumn when the leaves fall pass his window. I relate to this as the winter draws nigh and not a lady or any person. I miss the peace that I cannot access due to the noisy busy ego and I too feel the falling leaves as my body feels its lethargy of age and yes the adverts for longevity and powders to thwart stiffness are a lure they are not in anyway comparable to my 'dip' into that peace that passes all understanding.

Yes your peace is enough, more than enough and long be it so,

SHACK