There is a beauty in the midst of solitude. When nothing needs to be said, and things are just known.
Finding oneself noticing things that had not been noticed before.
Letting light shine on the life you lead.
illuminating each breath you take, like a brisk breeze on a winter day.
Hearing each rise and fall of your own chest.
In the silence one can hear the cries of mysteries all around.
No messy world, only the simplicity of life.
To seek beauty is to seek peace.
Peace is solitude.
Solitude is nature.
though the silence is so slow;one can say its so cold.
ReplyDeleteYOU TAKE A BREATH YOU TAKE IT TWICE,something seems not so right,but then i wake.
silence you here nothing,but then u think or do u hear a fainted memory.
oh.i forgot, silence is so slow.
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