Through soft static,
the silence hums,
as a steady tide,
where chaos succumbs
and white noise swaddles us
in its soothing embrace
drowning out the clamour,
creating tranquil space,
tuning into the comforting drone,
as peaceful slumber finally comes.
©️Lizzie Bevis
Oct 30, 2024
Oct 30, 2024 at 3:47 PM UTC
Through soft static,
the silence hums,
as a steady tide,
where chaos succumbs
and white noise swaddles us
in its soothing embrace
drowning out the clamour,
creating tranquil space,
tuning into the comforting drone,
as peaceful slumber finally comes.
©️Lizzie Bevis
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