Noise

A poem.

photo by Elo Abdel

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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