Let it be.
Right here, right now.
The breath rises, the breath falls,
and nothing more is needed.
Let it be.
The world moves, the clouds drift,
the sun warms, the rain falls,
all is unfolding as it will.
Let it be.
No grasping, no pushing, no wishing it different.
Just this moment, exactly as it is.
Let it be.
Hear the silence between sounds,
feel the space between thoughts,
rest in the gentle pulse of now.
Let it be.
And in letting go of all else,
find the tender hush of now,
a cradle for the weary heart,
soft, open, and enough.
~ 'Let it Be' by Spirit of a Hippie
Mary Anne Byrne
Too beautiful not to share with you.
Sue xx
How insightful, delightful and thought provoking. Thanks Sue. Love the art work too. June
ReplyDeletePerfect. I envy the woman's hair... always wanted hair like that.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful poem and I am now hearing the Beatles song in my head too. Happy weekend! Catriona
ReplyDeleteIf only we could learn to let things be and stop interfering and improving and developing.
ReplyDeleteI envy the gorgeous hair too.
ReplyDeleteA lovely restful poem. Amen to that.
Alison in Devon x
That poem embodies the meditation we refer to as the breathing meditation - just focusing on our breathing (not trying to regulate it, but, just being aware of it) to the exclusion of all other thoughts and sensations. Just being. In the present. Thank you for sharing it.
ReplyDeleteSuch a lovely poem and reminder to let it be.
ReplyDeleteGod bless.
Agree with every word x
ReplyDeleteHear, hear! One day I'll master a single plait, I've lost the will to live when I'm halfway through plaiting mine! x
ReplyDeleteOut of all of us here you are the one that could manage this style, although it wouldn't be this glorious grey/white. You need to have a word with 'Lord Jon' and get him plaiting for you. :-)
DeleteI agree with the hair envy. I was never allowed long hair when I was young and it's much too late now!
ReplyDeleteAnother beautiful picture and poem.
Angie