There's An In-Between

Tranquil reform

Sound...

A beautiful representation of music, the literate form of blessing, thought to be the worlds most satisfactory instrument. Eyes locked with the humming sound of memory, first, clear thy mind of all. Leaving nothing but an empty room for escape, white are those walls that soon become thy most desired form of freedom.

Breathe, inhale the tranquil air of serenity, and exhale the death of thy fear and conform to peace.

Listen, hear the sound of moving water beneath thy feet, feel the beautiful sensation of liquid peace. Experiencing the weightless form of relief, as if flight became the most common reform. Allow thy traveling energy of tranquility to cease all movement, and all thought. Harnessing the power of acceptance, hear the water steadily become a moving stream of excitement. Once a tranquil pond of beauty, yet transformed into the raging bravery of a worrier.

Meditate on courage, search for thy truth within, allow thy growth to transform one's every thought. Leaving no weakness of fear, for there is no room for thy cowardice intention.

Feel the breeze softly caress thy skin, whispering sweet honey to thy encouragement. And move with the wind, as if wings became thy means of flight. Connect and become thy union, form thy bond with nature as the colors of old and new fade and shape thy future.

For sound is a weapon, it can be used to create chaos, but within the same breath shall be used to transform thus into tranquil intention. As that of which a raging river of chaos, with rapids and rocks to form thy path is then transformed into the silent utterance of a peacefully bound pond. That sleeps in the forest, beneath the tall and aging oak trees...

Yet do not take thought, of thy that hath slumbered, deep within thy aging forest. For silence is not a weakness. It is only the utterance of thy rising courage, for wisdom is within the beholder of silence.