I was reading Michael Woronko’s blog post today ‘Silencing the Wind – Creating moments of veneration for life and claiming stillness for ourselves.’ Thank you – it got me thinking. He wrote about the deep silence we can find in the woods. On a walk recently, we were following a rushing stream and the roar of the waterfalls stayed with us for some time. But, as we turned away and walked deeper into the wood, the silence fell like a curtain with a soothing music of nothing. Words would have broken the spell. We don’t experience moments like this every day, but when we do, they stay as rich memories; a feeling of love of not just for people but also our amazing natural world. A world where we can at times, in stillness, experience that feeling of oneness.
The thought of trying to still the wind came to my mind when I was writing a poem some years ago – this is one of the versions …
If I Could Still the Wind
If I could still the wind, I would
and surround you with a gentle breeze.
If I could control the sun, I would
and protect you from its blazing rays.
If I could master the moon, I would
and shed silver beams round your head.
If I could charm the seas, I would
and drift with you to foreign shores.
If I could measure my love, I would
and tell you I couldn’t love you more.