In silence

I can breathe

In silence

I can feel

My heart's beat

In silence

I can hear

My thoughts

And

In silence

I can see

My reflection

Its wounds

Scars of the eyes

Of the mind

Rather than the skin

In silence

I remember who I am

I remember

Me

But silence is

A lull in the cacophony

Of life

Silence is

Brief

And promising

And too quickly gone

Life can be so busy. So noisy, physically and mentally. When I do get the chance to sit and do nothing, which is very rare, I'm reminded of who I am, something I forget when the tsunami that is so often life washes me away.

I think it's important to take time for yourself. It can be a difficult thing to do, but sometimes, it's essential.