When I find my self in times of trouble -

I go out and find life, in a quiet place,
among birds and critters and leaves in the woods,
or feeling the gentle, warm breeze - staring at the sky.
Maybe lay down watching ants, studying their common rythm -
or even swoosh down a cliff - the rush filling my mind.
There -
I find the silence - I hear it;

Mother Nature comes to me.

Amidst the silence, the natural ambience,
cleansed of everyday-tasks, cleansed of worries and concern.
Far from the crowd. Far from Mary.
There-
I hear life's roar - life speaks;

Speaking words of wisdom.

Out there, I hear my self, inside myself,
my deep self.. deeper yet.
And suddenly..
the collected wisdom of all that has been
and ever will be - it is there!
There-
In an instant, comes clarity - standing right in front of me
My ponders clear up - I sense to know. The answers are known.

The comfort of that connection -
solitude in singularity - of one is all

Actually..
things really are simple.
Life is simple -

Let it be