Quieting the Noise
A poem
The quiet beckons
your face relaxes
you can hear a pin drop
and your heartbeat.
There are whispers of another
day
but only today is granted
dismay is fought shielding you
from further query
not knowing when you
will die
makes you question your doings,
bringing fault to light, yet the
quiet relinquishes your beckonings
and relieves your anguish.
You forgive and forget in the quiet
life breathes another tomorrow, as
the sun rises and places you again
upon the earth.
You have no need to wonder or wander
only to live in the moments of the day
a smile has begun, and you live
the sun smiles too and looks upon you
with love and its light brings motion.
But as the day wears on, agitation may
awaken, crowding you, bothering you,
you feel bewildered and sometimes
frantic as time rushes by.
