Noise
A poem.

The world spins.
I stop.
Inhale,
all the noise
fades to a single point
of stillness.
Close my eyes.
Hold it,
hold it...
Everything else can wait.
The tension eases.
Softer now,
softer...
Exhale,
and for a moment,
I am only breath,
only here in the now.
The quiet holds me.
I let it.
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Let it in 🙏
The peace of the moment freed. Enjoyed