Weekly Bleat: That Still and Settled Place
That Still and Settled Place
by Edward Monkton
In that STILL and SETTLED place
There’s nobody but you
You’re where I BREATHE my oxygen
You’re where I SEE my view
And when the world feels full of noise
My HEART knows what to do
It finds that STILL and SETTLED place
And DANCES there with YOU
Categories: The Weekly Bleat
Beautiful
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Many thanks. 🙂
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This is beautiful!
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Thank you very much, Michelle.
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You’re welcome! 😉
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Perfect poem to go with your photography!
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Thanks, Kathryn. I loved the poem the first time I read it. 🙂
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Lovely ❤
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Thank you. 🙂
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Love this! Especially those beautiful photos!!
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Thanks so much, Christina. That’s very kind. I really enjoy going through photos of the farm. It’s a wonderful reminder of all of its gifts. 🙂
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Always love to look at your photos Tonya!
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Many, many thanks, Ritu! 🙂 💛
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I loved that poem Tonya, and as always, your photos ar gorgeous 🙂
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As always, you’re so kind. Thank you, Judy. 🙂 xo
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the picture with the chickens faces right in the camera is seriously the best picture I’ve seen all week.
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Wow! How lovely! Thank you. 🙂 🐓
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Very lovely. 🙂
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Thank you, Deborah. 🙂
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Beautiful, Tonya…words and photos…:)
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Thank you, George. I thought of Green Hill Farm and all of our sweet animals the first time I read the poem. 🙂
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I love this poem — had never seen it before, but it really speaks to the heart.
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Thank you. I think so, too. 🙂
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