right now,
in this moment,
it is still.
quiet.
so still you can hear your worries flush away,
fading like the noise that used to cloud your mind.
right now,
in this moment,
you are calm.
undisturbed.
you are relieved because,
at last,
you can see past the webs in your brain,
the marks on your heart.
you can see past the movement of everything around you,
see past it until it's not there.
it's just you,
just you.
still,
quiet,
and you.
YOU ARE READING
restless: a poetry collection
Poetrythe thing about waiting for the rain to stop is that you don't know that it will. you could wait and wait and it could just rain and rain. sometimes, if you wait long enough, the rain will stop and the sun will shine. but sometimes the drizzle turns...
