In the Stillness
In the stillness,
My tongue tastes each sip
of my coffee
In the stillness,
My teeth grind every bite
of my food
In the stillness,
My eyes linger over each word
I read
In the stillness,
My fingers
languorously write every letter
In the stillness,
My hands slowly
color each petal
In the stillness,
My heart speaks
And
I hear my thoughts
...Tuesday 24th March 2020 3:52 pm
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