Stillness

As the day moves forward
Yet leaves me behind
I wait again for the stillness
The quiet
The calm

I rush through the hours
As the paper thinness of my soul
Quietly slips out the back door
And rushes to meet the golden pink
Of the dawn

The warmth of the sun fills me up
And the silence
Overtakes me

We meet again at the leaving
Of the day
The beat of the heart sends
Its Morse code forward
Searching for the stillness
The quiet
The calm

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