4.2K Followers
·
Follow

Perusing the cosmos

Image for post
Image for post
Source

Just as every passageway calls me into its depths, empty benches urge me to sit awhile: Contemplate the nature of the nocturnal sky. Often, when the blueness of night enfolds the village, I relent, my faithful dog at my side, and peruse the cosmos.

Image for post
Image for post
Source

“Do you see it too, Copernicus?”

My canine companion lifts his head toward the moon.

“It’s a super moon.”

He sniffs the chill from the air, and I watch the stars reflect in his eyes.

I sense the bench listens, absorbing our conversation. We, all three of us, have spent time with full moons before, and let their rays penetrate the autumnal nip. …


Uplifting quote from The Bolt-Hole

Image for post
Image for post
Source

“You’ll never find peace by looking for it outside of yourself, as it is a self-generated experience. So, the next time you want it go within rather than elsewhere.”

Excerpt from Peace Comes from Inside, So There’s No Point Looking for It Anywhere Else


A poem

Image for post
Image for post
Source

These autumn days are spent on twilight’s edge.

Today crossing the boundary of tomorrow.

Each leaf crumbles.

Image for post
Image for post
Source

Before it passes,

it spins golden threads to catch the light,

and gives its last wish to the earth.

Like the caterpillar,

it transforms into new life.

It rises as a reed, flower, or berry,

or sings on the breeze as kind music heard by those in need of the season’s solace.

About

Bridget Webber

Writer, poet, storyteller. Former mental health professional who explores what makes us tick.

Get the Medium app

A button that says 'Download on the App Store', and if clicked it will lead you to the iOS App store
A button that says 'Get it on, Google Play', and if clicked it will lead you to the Google Play store