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is world, like a swirl appearing in boundless silence touching all the stars, or rain dissolving into mist that lingers on an endless ocean, knowing every choice we make is somehow woven through with everything that is brings some meaning to our life while all the fleeting moments pass.</p><p id="cf42">And then sometimes there’s a day when the intelligence that orchestrates the shape of flowers, the silent mystery that guides all life, the conscious space holding every star and every human heart, brings a knowing woven through the silence as though the whole universe knows every breath and every moment.</p><p id="5db5"><a href="https://paul-mulliner.medium.com/">Paul Mulliner</a> 2023

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</p><p id="6c93"><i>I’m a writer and digital artist/animator based in London.</i></p><p id="16d5"><i>Discover some of my other poetry on Medium:</i></p><div id="f137" class="link-block"> <a href="https://readmedium.com/the-hidden-sound-cc8f7332036c"> <div> <div> <h2>The Hidden Sound</h2> <div><h3>Of silence</h3></div> <div><p>medium.com</p></div> </div> <div> <div style="background-image: url(https://miro.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:320/1*LTL7YyITxb5X78vTEzWXQg.jpeg)"></div> </div> </div> </a> </div></article></body>

Sometimes There’s a Day

For all the silence in this world

photo by Cody Black on Unsplash

Life is larger than it seems, more beautiful than we can say in words, and when we find some stillness in our heart, an inner harmony of silence unfolding into inspiration evolves the inner lens of our awareness and life becomes a journey filled with meaning.

Though we’re here just briefly in this world, like a swirl appearing in boundless silence touching all the stars, or rain dissolving into mist that lingers on an endless ocean, knowing every choice we make is somehow woven through with everything that is brings some meaning to our life while all the fleeting moments pass.

And then sometimes there’s a day when the intelligence that orchestrates the shape of flowers, the silent mystery that guides all life, the conscious space holding every star and every human heart, brings a knowing woven through the silence as though the whole universe knows every breath and every moment.

Paul Mulliner 2023

I’m a writer and digital artist/animator based in London.

Discover some of my other poetry on Medium:

Poetry
Spirituality
Silence
Love
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