I finally got to walk alone in nature once again,
And experienced that longed for peace and stillness,
And space between my ears,
Other than tinnitus’ static,
And tinged with sadness and grief of course,
And short lived till my brain kicked back in.
But for awhile it was bliss.
I heard the birds sing,
The waves reverberate against the pebbly beach,
I felt the wind gently caressing my cheek, and
The warmth of the sun just before it dipped below the cliff,
And saw the rise of the near full moon shining out like a beacon
To lost travellers the world over.
Not even the sound of voices in the distance disturbed my stillness
In that moment.
Dec 26, 2023
Dec 26, 2023 at 11:11 AM UTC
I finally got to walk alone in nature once again,
And experienced that longed for peace and stillness,
And space between my ears,
Other than tinnitus’ static,
And tinged with sadness and grief of course,
And short lived till my brain kicked back in.
But for awhile it was bliss.
I heard the birds sing,
The waves reverberate against the pebbly beach,
I felt the wind gently caressing my cheek, and
The warmth of the sun just before it dipped below the cliff,
And saw the rise of the near full moon shining out like a beacon
To lost travellers the world over.
Not even the sound of voices in the distance disturbed my stillness
In that moment.
Request permission to use this poem