Walking through my house I saw many things around me
velvet curtains swaying as fresh air entered into the equation
I took a deep breath and enjoyed my solitude
Truly life is good when you can listen to the quiet
as if it were a sweet song
Truly I knew peace
in the realization that with or without my things
I could always enjoy that quiet stillness of solitude
and the sweet scent of the fresh air bursting through my window,
Caressing me as if it was part of the silence and comforting my very being.
Apr 29, 2014
Apr 29, 2014 at 9:25 PM UTC
Walking through my house I saw many things around me
velvet curtains swaying as fresh air entered into the equation
I took a deep breath and enjoyed my solitude
Truly life is good when you can listen to the quiet
as if it were a sweet song
Truly I knew peace
in the realization that with or without my things
I could always enjoy that quiet stillness of solitude
and the sweet scent of the fresh air bursting through my window,
Caressing me as if it was part of the silence and comforting my very being.
I hope this does count as a poem, it seems a little off to me! though I truly did try my best.
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