Danny James

Tag: quiet

461: Quiet days in Bondi

What of the year’s Summer? The evenings bear an Wintery air. A chill has endured for now a week and quickened us to a fresh esteem for its qualities. Delicious-to-the-eye band of Cumulus appear to sit than rather pass in quietude. Fuller, yet more dazzling and eloquent on their own, in the Suns departure.

414: To Himself

No wind was felt or visible. Such quiet has been absent recently and it’s been a while now I figure, since I have stopped long enough to enjoy the changing seasons and fascinate at Nature. Soul, where are you going?

Bondi, 2015

Bondi, 2015

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A quiet place to read, perchance write, is all need one seek in a heaven.

279: By the moon

Be a man of direct and conscious aim, and go quietly about your work. If you must speak, be clear and concise offering up no superfluities. Keep a flame on the cause.

144: Almost there

Then there are those days, your follies overcome; when a town and its inhabits no advantage support over quietude, yet the echo reaches you in your lonely glade and draws thee out to investigate the mysteries of societal mirth. You might have cared if for yourself you cared less, pressed ever in mortal urgency, enjoying only so much as brings – for we come half out of our hovels, to withdraw every time unsatisfied.

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Upon waking, recover a quiet place to the skies exhibit, and hold there a harmony of clear and untainted perception. Consider the airs fond occupants; silent clouds that, straying one reach to the other, renew themselves in hopes your notice to keep; the bashful sun, by your own radiance reduced, steals away with its shame to the cotton shroud and looks with sad revere. How all of nature so cherishes you.