Passing Clouds


I spent the morning in heaven
I spent the afternoon in hell
In the evening I sat in the garden
Serenely sipping lemon tea
And listening to the birds

About Ben Naga

The Spirit that graces me with its passing has no name and stems not from thoughts and words, though it gathers them up as it flows, but from feeling.

Posted on March 5, 2012, in Poetry, Writing and tagged , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 28 Comments.

  1. lovely..something peaceful about it. πŸ™‚

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    • Yes, peace and poise. It’s also about the way moods change the whole world, but they are just temporary. Remembering that helps you be not so caught up in them. πŸ™‚


  2. Hi Ben,
    I am passing this award on to you.
    Please click on the link for more info:

    Just a token of my appreciation for your blog!
    Cheers, George

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  3. A succinct and uplifting little poem, Ben. You’re right, we shouldn’t identify with our moods – they’re as temporal as rain. πŸ™‚ (If only I could learn that, when in the moment!!)

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  4. Wayside Artist

    From heaven to hell and back again. Tea worthy words!

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  5. LadyBlueRose's Thoughts Into Words

    I made it out of hell before the devil knew i was there
    thats how i serenly sipped tea in the garden without a care…

    (sorry, couldn’t resist,)
    this is most of my days I think
    I like it!

    Take Care….
    You Matter…

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    • I find the easiest way to avoid being seen by the devil is not to look in the mirror at the wrong time.


      • LadyBlueRose's Thoughts Into Words

        thats a good piece of advice! I like it!
        I avoid mirrors at all cost, I am always shocked to see an olde woman looking back at me, I am not sure when she moved it …
        now I know theres a reason i don’t look, the devil is standing somewhere in my shadow…
        I do enjoy your replys …

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      • Ah, you have discovered my secret. That’s right. The poems are just a distraction. It’s all in the Comments really. πŸ˜›


  6. This is powerful I love this to no end. I am saving it This way I can use it as a mantra.

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  7. You must have a well-stamped Passport & a Great travel agent. πŸ˜‰
    Marvelous poem. At times I feel like I have traveled the same route rather often.

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