I feel suspended in this. Like I am floating in the ocean.
The quiet hum of an old air conditioner, the sturdy presence of aged books, oak
tables and no person in sight. A smile on my lips, I am at peace alone with
you.
I wouldn’t know the beauty of silence if I did not live in
noise. To some people noiselessness is uncomfortable, scary even. Not to me. I
know you are here in the silence. I can feel you near when it is this quiet.
There has not been any sound so comforting as this hush. Because in this indulgent
space, I am still and my heart is at rest. There is no noise, without or
within. Still. Focused. Aware. Thankful.
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