In the hush your heart sounds like a black cricket

The stone is a mirror which works poorly.
Nothing in it but dimness.
Your dimness or its dimness, who’s to say?
In the hush your heart sounds
like a black cricket.

Charles Simic, "The stone is … ," The World Doesn’t End: Prose Poems (Harcourt Brace Jovanovich, 1989)

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In the end, your energy - your perception and your ability - is all you have

In the end, your energy - your perception and your ability - is all you have.  Raise your energy and there’s your guarantee.  Discipline yourself and don’t let little emotional upsets become large theatrical self-indulgences which destroy your stability and last ages.  Change all the things you can change, accept most of the ones you can’t, and walk away from the rest.

Change you opinions, control the ego, and the light of spirit flows naturally from within your serenity.  The more level and equitable you life becomes, the more the inner light of God shines through your mind - bypassing the ego and showing you a beauty and perception of life that most never even seek, let alone attain.

~ Stuart Wilde

And I think, how do you tame a wild tongue

“…I’ve never seen anything
as strong or as stubborn,” he says.
And I think, how do you tame a wild tongue,
train it to be quiet,
how do you bridle it and saddle it?
How do you make it lie down?”

Gloria Anzaldúa, “How to Tame a Wild Tongue,” from Borderlands/La Frontera: The New Mestiza