Spacious, Silent Being


I sit down to write
and I think
I don’t have anything to say.
And this strikes me
as a good thing.
When noise assails us
every day,
every moment of our lives—
silence becomes a rare
and precious gift.
Offering such silence
to oneself—
even rarer.
So, as I look inwards,
if I notice only silence,
I’ll accept this gift,
and sit in this quiet place,
grateful to receive
this moment of
spacious, silent being.

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