Song of Stillness.
The air is gentle, the sky is wide,
I sit in the quiet, with nothing to hide.
The world keeps moving, its fast steady pace,
But here I find stillness, a softer place.
Birdsong drifts like a prayer on the breeze,
A melody carried through branches of trees.
They don’t know my name, yet somehow it’s clear—
Their voices remind me that beauty is here.
No weight to carry, no race to run,
Just the warmth of the earth, the touch of the sun.
I breathe, I listen, I let myself be,
Part of the moment, alive and free.
The past can whisper, the future can wait,
This space I am in feels holy, feels great.
For every soft note that the sparrows release
Is a hymn of belonging, a promise of peace.
And here in the stillness, I finally see, The birds have their song, and I have me.
#NatureSolitude #PeacefulAmbiance
#GoodMorning
