Be still my heart,
surrender to stillness.
Let go of fear—
draw on calm and respite,
Veiled ‘neath unease
and feelings of duress,
In silver linings of life—
embrace it.
© Ilija Lukić 2026
It’s been a quiet, uneasy peace with forebodings of chaos amplified by dire prognostications of raw winter weather and scurrying of humanity to prepare for the worst. In the next few days Central North Carolina will host a shindig of warm upper atmosphere southerlies from the Gulf of America and arctic northeasterlies at ground level—the most likely and unwelcome fallout, a heavy glazing of ice, a perfect silver storm.
Surrender To Stillness
Seaforth Peninsula at Jordan Lake NC
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