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View Upward

 Day 26 ... Radio 6 is playing groovy songs, instrumental, and then songs.

Good afternoon, ☕️⛅✨๐Ÿ’™

View Upward is a poem about meditation, trying to return to a good state of mind from any distress situation. The imaginary environment lifts her mind to somewhere unreal.

View Upward

She lies on the grass and closed her eyes.
The pain is increasing,
Feeling the sunlight from the skies.

The warm sunlight calms her heart
White in colour,
Removing her mind apart

From her entire body in pain
Like a living thing,
To ear her, but in vain.

Because she begins to relax, as if
The decreasing pain had flown off

Absorbed into the earth atmosphere
The weight of the eyelids becomes lighter.

"Ah, I can feel this day again."
A warm and calm afternoon.

- Michie Lyne

๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿƒ๐Ÿƒ๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿƒ๐Ÿƒ๐Ÿ’™

ไธŠใ‚’ๅ‘ใ„ใฆ

ๅฝผๅฅณใฏ่‰ใฎไธŠใซๆจชใŸใ‚ใฃใฆ็›ฎใ‚’้–‰ใ˜ใŸ
็—›ใฟใŒๅข—ใ—ใฆใใฆใ„ใ‚‹、
็ฉบใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๆ—ฅๅทฎใ—ใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ‚‹。

ๆš–ใ‹ใ„ๆ—ฅๅทฎใ—ใŒๅฝผๅฅณใฎๅฟƒใ‚’่ฝใก็€ใ‹ใ›ใ‚‹
่‰ฒใฏ็™ฝ、
ๅฝผๅฅณใฏๅฟƒใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใ‚Š้›ขใ™、

่‹ฆ็—›ใซๆบ€ใกใŸๅ…จ่บซใ‹ใ‚‰
ใพใ‚‹ใง็”Ÿใ็‰ฉใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ、
ๅฝผๅฅณใ‚’้ฃŸในใ‚‹、ใงใ‚‚ใใ‚Œใฏ็„ก็†。

ใชใœใชใ‚‰、ๅฝผๅฅณใฏใƒชใƒฉใƒƒใ‚ฏใ‚นใ—ๅง‹ใ‚
ๆธ›ใ‚Šใคใคใ‚ใ‚‹็—›ใฟใŒๅนใ้ฃ›ใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ

ๅœฐ็ƒใฎๅคงๆฐ—ไธญใซๅธๅŽใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹
ใใ—ใฆใพใถใŸใฎ้‡ใ•ใ‹่ปฝใใชใ‚‹

”ใ‚ใ‚、ใพใŸไปŠๆ—ฅใจใ„ใ†ๆ—ฅใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒใงใใ‚‹。”
ๆš–ใ‹ใ็ฉใ‚„ใ‹ใชๅˆๅพŒ。

ใƒผใƒŸใƒใƒผ・ใƒฉใ‚คใƒณ

Skies, photo, M Lyne, 2024.




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