Thinking beyond borders…
No, not the book store.
But simply a world without constraints and limitations.

Enlightenment, somehow attained through the freedom of Music.
But it could be just walking… walking with a purpose of self-realizing…

The true path…

Trails, the journey,
The quiet of the lonely road,
The solitude.

Ever increasing awareness…
which translates to wisdom.

Calm. Steady. Purpose.
The true goal in realizing one’s uniqueness,
yet also, the at oneness with the universe…

To en-light-en.
To see the way…

Tapping
the essence
of eternity…

We live
in the realm
of the moment…

I’ve started an eBook of Poetry and Prose by yours truly. And I hope to finish and publishing it online sometime next month in February 2008. This will be my first eBook ever, and why I never thought about publishing my own eBook years ago is totally beyond me.

Well, now that I’m beginning to see just how easy it is to create an eBook and making it available online, I’m sort of jumping on the bandwagon, so to speak. But, I’ve always wanted to publish a book of my own poetry… just never allowed myself the time and effort to do it. And, I’ve never thought of myself as a great poet. But, I love to write, and I love writing poetry and prose… and creating an eBook sounds highly possible and a logical next step for someone who loves to write, so why not do it?
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In a land,
once believed lost,
this hidden shangri-la
that dwells within…
I search for that valley
high beyond the
highest of mountains…

A peaceful land,
untouched by masses,
along the high slopes
I wander…
through the hidden
forests and glaciers…

This land,
that beckons me
to go on my journey
to dwell in solitude,
and peace…

This place,
with deep blue skies…
as the cloud mists
caress the high peaks…

…touching the mystery
within…

…the heart that beckons the journey…

ever, so softly
cascading sounds of
soft metallic sensations
as wind blows quietly
around the corner, just on the
other side of the house…

windchimes

one shining column, had
fallen from a broken string
fallen from neglect
fallen from time’s natural
occurence

these old chimes
bringing back memories of time

in this reverie
that which is scattered
like random sounds
caressing my thoughts

in turn
through my life’s memories
random thoughts that flow
released to the wind

and my mind
feels this sense of isolation
imagery, of focused scenes
crystal clear
that float as if drifting through
the soft wisp of twilight…

one step above quiet, this
soft breeze that shapes and
stirs about the chimes in my mind…

in the zen of my emptiness
in the subtle movement of air

i seek quietude, to become
enlightened… from the random
sounds of windchimes through air…

and this peace i’ve found
was never so hard to reach…

as long as i stilled my mind
as long as i stood still

once i heard
the lonely sound
of chimes in the wind…

Copyright 2006 Carlos Rull

your lovely smile
those eyes that meet mine

the warmth of your touch
that caring glance, so divine…

© 2006 Carlos Rull