Infinite World in Stillness
Infinite World in Stillness

In a world of infinite potential, veiled in stillness deep,
Where dreams and possibilities in quiet splendor sleep,
I wander through the hush of time, where whispers softly play,
Infinite realms of wonder where reality gives way.
Beneath the canvas of the night, the stars in silence gleam,
A million dreams awoken in the vast celestial scheme,
And in the quiet of the dawn, where morning's light does creep,
A world of endless promise in the stillness softly seeps.
Infinite potential, like a river's boundless flow,
A tapestry of moments where the wonders ebb and grow,
In every blade of grass, each leaf, a story to be told,
In stillness, life unfolds its tales, its mysteries unfold.
The artist's hand is steady as it paints a canvas vast,
A masterpiece of stillness, where the present and the past,
Merge into one existence, where the boundaries disappear,
Infinite potential whispers secrets in your ear.
In the heart of meditation, where the mind finds its reprieve,
A world of endless beauty in the quiet you'll perceive,
A sanctuary of stillness, where your thoughts and worries cease,
Infinite potential blooms like a flower, in perfect peace.
The mountains stand in majesty, their peaks in silent prayer,
A symbol of endurance, of a world beyond compare,
For in their stately grandeur, there's a lesson to be learned,
In stillness, strength and wisdom are in every stone discerned.
A world of infinite potential in the laughter of a child,
In the dance of falling raindrops, in the forest's secret wild,
In every gentle heartbeat, in the twinkle of an eye,
In stillness, there's a universe of answers to the "why."
As the sun sets on the horizon, painting colors in the sky,
A world of infinite potential in the twilight's soft goodbye,
The stillness whispers secrets of the magic all around,
Infinite possibilities in every sight and every sound.
So let us seek the stillness, in our hearts and in our souls,
In that sacred space, where a world of wonders unfolds,
For in the quiet moments, when we pause to just be still,
Infinite potential beckons, and it always will.
In the world of endless stillness, where the depths of wisdom dwell,
A tapestry of dreams unfurls, where stories start to swell,
Infinite potential is the gift that's ours to find,
In stillness, in our hearts and minds, a universe aligned.
About the Creator
C.S LEWIS
I presently think positively. Railing and censuring just destroy. Confirmed speculation develops. I currently take a gander at the daily routine that I experience and confirm, "It is Great." I love and favor the Ideal Power inside me


Comments (2)
Quite the epic poem.
Nice Storytelling 💙😉📝💯✌️