Friday 29 July 2016

Night falling



I love our home as the evening deepens and the darkness falls. The people retreat to their personal rooms – and all of us are quiet, so the house fills with silence. Not even beds creaking, because we sleep on the floor. Most of us don’t close the doors to our rooms (to let the cats come and go), so lamplight glows into the corridor. Some rooms have internal windows into the passageway, and Alice has made stained glass panels for two of them – so when the lamps are lit in the evening, they illuminate the coloured windows.

The passageways – both upstairs and down – are almost empty; no clutter, nothing left lying around, hardly any furnishings; a set of shelves by the door of one room upstairs, a bodhisattva, some coat pegs on the wall, some shelves for the telephone apparatus downstairs. Otherwise just spaciousness and peace.

Through uncluttered rooms, open doors, big windows, moonlight enters the silence. It feels like reverence.


Outside, as the wing of night folds down, dusk grows more shadowy. Flowers shining blue in the twilight gradually vanish into fragrant shapes. The night animals come for the food scraps we put down. The moon rises, the stars and planets shine clear. The day is done.

8 comments:

Suze said...

This sounds such a peaceful way to end the day.

Pen Wilcock said...

:0) xx

Yiayia Ann said...

Very happy to hear from you Pen. Hope you and yours are well.

Pen Wilcock said...

Yes, we are well, but ... oh bummer ... the cat has just been sick on the chair .... and the rug ... and the carpet ... better go and clear it up ...

Emily Stratmeyer said...

Thank you for this little picture of peace. My life has been a bit crazy lately, so it is wonderful, if only for a minute, to find myself somewhere else. :)

Pen Wilcock said...

Well, may you have the space and peace you need. May you be as content as a cat asleep on a bench in the sunshine on a quiet day. x

Ganeida said...

Rich & beautiful. ♥

Pen Wilcock said...

:0) xx