Coming Home

Photo by Nataliya Dvukhimenna


I was visited this morning
for just a little while
by a sense of stillness
as soft as a smile.
I can find no words to say
how it filled the air
of this grey November day
with its perfect contentment
and felt closer to me
than my own breath.
I only know it’s always there
whenever I get out of the way.
It’s impossible to hear
in this loud world
and impossible to see
because it’s everywhere
and nowhere.
But it held me
and I was not alone.
It felt so much
like coming home.

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