Stillness alludes me at times
Like bare trees, happiness nor sadness arise
Stillness denies control
Melting expectations into the horizon of my soul
Stillness holds no special seasons
Excluding past and future reasons
Stillness fills space with peace
Not striving to catch up or cease
Stillness is love in the moment
Thirsting my mind’s opponent
Stillness is neither pushy nor bossy
Aggressions and obsessions scamper away with its posse
Stillness feeds my heart with warmth and passion
Worry, fears and thought loops cash-in
Stillness is not rich or poor
Nor measures my worth or feeds delusions of grandeur
Stillness suspends time
Desires starve, deceptions pause, its presence sublime
Stillness boasts inner freedom
Where silence between black or white roam
Stillness is my friend now
A breath away from eternal peace somehow
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