S is for silhouettes and a shimmer of colors at sunset. A serene moment at the beach at twilight when the light becomes a soft glow and the sky is dappled with shadows. When everything is silent as if nature is holding its breath just as I hold mine. And the only sound is the gentle lapping of the waves that blends into the stillness inside me. I cherish moments of solitude---its soothing silence is my refuge and source of strength.
"Silent solitude makes true speech possible and personal. If I am not in touch with my own belovedness, then I cannot touch the sacredness of others. If I am estranged from myself, I am likewise a stranger to others." ~ Brennan Manning
Linking to Mrs. Nesbitt's ABC Wednesday
