When silence settles
inside me,
my heart calms down,
no thoughts criss cross
the echo of nothingness.
No sounds,
no disturbing schedules
can break this expanse,
this chosen quietude.
It is as if I turned off
my connection to an all
boo busy, too noisy, too demanding life
so that I can restore my Self
in a no-words world.
I crave this,
but rarely give I in
to this feeling of
being wrapped in silence
as if it were a cashmere shawl
– a luxury I don’t divulge in.
Hiking Poet 