Flood of silence

As part of my training for the half marathon, I went for a 4-mile run today along the Willamette River. With all the rainfall and snow melt this week, water is starting to spill over its banks, flooding parking lots and sections of the trail. There is something liberating about splashing through puddles, hearing the refreshing pitter-patter of shoes on wet pavement. It’s as though the river flows and echoes in your veins, liquid life pulsing through oxygenated tributaries, draining into the catch basin of your heart. As legs and arms move in one fluid motion, the mind relaxes and surrenders itself to the moment…

The ancient eavesdropper

Flood of silence

In the winter months
we sit immersed by
a flood of silence —
dormant thoughts
germinating beneath
the surface.

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About tyler4turtles

I am an avid photographer, poet, ecologist, bookworm, blogger, art enthusiast and runner who calls Montana home but lives in Oregon.
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6 Responses to Flood of silence

  1. cyberbonn says:


  2. scillagrace says:

    I long to hear the liquid sounds of melted snow…winter’s not over yet, here.

    • Not by a long shot. With the snow melt and additional rainfall, we went from drought conditions to flooding and super-saturated soils. In Oregon, if you don’t like the weather, wait 5 minutes 😉 Hopefully this wet February catches us up somewhat and pushes back the fire season. Have a wonderful week, my friend!
      Tyler 🙂

  3. darleneleola says:

    Ain’t that the Truth? <3D

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