stillness
My back laid flat as my eyes watched the sky slowly come alive.
The sun dipped as the clouds passed, clearing the stage for its shine.
And I stared deep into the dark, watching the stars hang still in the space they would light bright.
There are only a few things more beautiful than a summer night.
I sat still in the silence and remembered I didn’t always have to be moving, but I could just be.
I could just breathe.
I could watch the stars hang from the hands of heaven.
I could listen to the sounds of silence under the glow of the moonlight.
I could exhale easy and let go of what I’ve been holding tight.
I could be right where I was without wanting or needing to be somewhere or someone else.
I could be still.
And the stillness continues to call.
And one day, I’ll be brave enough to accept the invitation to simply be still and breathe free.
And all I want is to be still and breathe free.
But for some reason, I’m still moving.
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With hope,
Tanner Olson
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