There’s a Lot of Loud


There’s a lot of loud
distracting and drowning out.

But I’m convinced by wisdom
clothed in stillness.

The kind of truth found hiding in plain sight
in ordinary things
and extraordinary moments.

A word in season.

Eye contact.

The scrape of a paring knife on a potato.
A pile of peels.

A man standing at a kitchen sink
washing supper dishes.

Fresh bread.

Homemade soup.

Weekly rhythm.

Even now.

Especially now.

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I’m a writer, reader, photographer, and gardener. I thought by now I’d have things figured out, but I keep coming up with more questions. I think that’s okay. I’m here most mornings pondering ordinary things.
4 comments
  1. I love this!!

    1. Thanks, Juliana!

  2. Love this!

  3. Fresh bread, homemade soup…! Seems ordinary but much more!

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