In the Quiet
I sit quietly
among the green,
the crickets
and the fields.
Time slows down.
So slow
as I sit
and just be.
With the wind
and the sun
and the nature
surrounding me.
I see the sunset
fading into dusk.
I see the wind
playing among the leaves.
I feel most of all
the quiet,
the being,
the absence of talk.
@JoSH Poetic Popcorn Poetry
This poem was inspired by a moment of quiet on the brink of the woods. I am surrounded by my peers but no one is talking. All is quiet as we share this moment apart but together in experience. We are all so hurry scurry but do we really slow down enough to really listen? Try it.
