I have enjoyed a very modest lifestyle, without excesses. Still, I have from time to time visited other places and also enjoyed a few luxuries that were beyond my day to day enjoyment. I prefer my simple life without the trappings.
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Inner Sanctums
I have dined in the most exclusive country estates
Used silver utensils for cuisine I had never before tasted
Joined with power elites in the most private of clubs
While my lady played an impromptu improvisation
On the heretofore vacant concert grand piano
Found respite in the company of Dickens’s heirs
Regaled with ambassadors at a fashionable opera house
Upstaged a famous producer on his turf
And delivered an oratory to a group of thousands
But none of these venues or honorees or occasions
Found a permanent place in my memories
As did the clarity and the solemnity
Of a moment of silent introspection
As I stood alone in the presence of Nature
And marveled at the handiwork of God.
Gracious - these things are certainly way above the common expectations of the daily grind, Edward, and are moments, I'm sure to be treasured. But such wisdom to accept hubris for what it is and to take stock of and pleasure in the real stars of this world and universe of which we are privileged to be a part. Very well articulated. xx
So well said, and for me like you said , I too feel at ease only when I am close to nature in the place near to home and that is where all my senses peak... as.... like they say.. I am in my element!
What a beautiful write Ed,,,Roseline
I have traveled some of the same path, and like you, prefer the simpler, more natural life. While Thoreau may not have had access to the venues in your poem, you have matched him in quality and sincerity.
...it is only during the "good times" living that you
appreciate....a simple life with nature as a great
way of living...keeping in touch with spiritual-self
adds a meaning to it...well done.
Though I have not had near those kinds of experiences, I ech your sentiments. I stand I awe of the God who made us all. Thanks for stopping by my den. The poem you commented on, "In the Bottom of Your Ocean", stemmed from feelings I was having from a miraculous event that occurred in my family...made me a-gape at His mighty works -- not only of nature (which was part of it), but of great compassion and comfort. May those loving waves wash over you too. --Charlie
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What a beautiful write Ed,,,Roseline
Ron
Regis
Blessings,
Christine
appreciate....a simple life with nature as a great
way of living...keeping in touch with spiritual-self
adds a meaning to it...well done.
Love ya!
Jane