The Palms Art Gallery

Standing  Still

Something is standing still

around and in me,

something that is or could be

the world of heaven

or even the end of my will.

For the first time if ever at all

my mind now follows my body asleep

and knows the name of the waters deep

now that all water is still

and seems no more to be water

just as my old will afraid of tears

was not my will- is not my birth.

And i can see the worth

of  all things, the size,

the purpose of each star

and humankinds earth

in the skys

and my own will-

a very very useful,

yet useless speck apart

So holy and a far.

I can not tell

what all this is

and what i am-

heartbeat or angel,

life of another or will

of my own.

But I am

 no longer lost,

at last standing still

and I have come home.

                                                                                 Joseph  Tusiani

Poem and Photo

From the long out of print book

"Poetry In Crystal"

Glass Design By

By Steubens Glass Artist -

George Thompson

When the world moves too fast with fear, uncertianness and pain, we can not adjust back to our serenity and self love. Getting a real hold on the world takes fealess absolute dedication and  tools, its the tools that are often hardest to find and use because our culture does not promote them. One of the best tools is wisdom, One of the best consentrations of wisdom we can find is in the book "The Fear of Freedom" by Eric Fromm.