a quieting silence

This time,

he said,

the sun rose and all the confusion felt

seemed only to quiet

again.

 

This time

she said,

stay away for there is a day

that will come

when he might

decide upon his freedom.

 

This time

they said,

I cannot go back,

I cannot go back

I cannot not

I can

 

This time

inside the quiet

felt a certain sweet rhythm

to knowing

this is all worth

 

my time.


~ finding my way, a personal journey ~

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