The sounds of silence surrounds me,
The mists of time surround me,
The mist begins to lift and I see as if in vision
Tibrogargon calls to me
I float within the silence
This area is north west of Brisbane and is about 470 metres above sea level. A group of mountains (mountains for Australia - hills in the rest of
the world) called the Glasshouse Mountains are being viewed from a small township called Maleny. The Glasshouse Mountains are in reality
the solidified cores of Volcanoes predating the time when man walked the land in Australia.
by Gaele Arnott 3/29/2000
More Poetry and Writings "Mending the Crucifiction of my Life."
as I sit in peaceful contemplation
of an energy created before Humankind was born.
An energy that helped in the creation of
a vast an wondrous land.
in a softness seldom understood;
created from the meeting of the clouds and land together
to produce within me the feeling of timelessness
and yet
I am of the moment.
A speck between land and cloud.
the mass of volcanic core
which gives to this area the unique energy of
timelessness and greatness
as a message encoded into the heart
of all who come to view the splendour.
and smiles with the age of time;
instilling into me a wisdom
not yet recognised.
In the silence of telepathic thought
Mts. mellum and Beerwah
laugh at the bewilderment I feel,
at the transformation they create within me.
A cicada sings from a nearby tree
and I know that this is Home.
A place to spend the rest of my days.
A place to lay my head.
A place where peace invades my heart
with the sounds of silence.
as the cloud-mass descends once more
and imagination then takes me
to a place far off-shore.
In the silence of sound we ascend
to another land in another time
to relive the joy of life.
Ah yes! I understand the silence.
it is the sound of angels as they sing in a choir
which harmonises with the sound of heaven on earth.
The sound which is ME!
The Lesson is DETACHMENT. by Gaele Arnott
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