It’s so quiet here.
Within this nothingness.
This darkness of a place.
I can hear my own heartbeat.
What is peace that I feel like it’s just outside my grasp…
I attempt to reach for it so hard…
But the moment i stop trying,
it gently wraps it’s whole being around me.
And I’m overcome by its…. Comfort.
So sweet it hurts;
an exquisite delicacy.
A rarity unheard of.
The contrast from the burden of reality
amidst this chaotic catastrophe of our lives,
where we are merely comfortably numb…
It hurts so good…
The realization of that dichotomy.
The essence of its paradox.
It’s altogether lovely…
Peace.