Peace

After weeks of storm and loudness,

A hush of silence.

I am still.

Nothing outside has changed,

But inside it has all subsided.

I am alone,

But I am calm.

The world, it has forgotten me,

Yet I'm remembered.

In the solitude,

Whispers.

I am reminded of who I am.

Despite my weaknesses,

The ones in the custody of humility,

I feel my strengths.

No one sees me,

But I am watched

Under the unseen eye of love

I'm at peace,

And peace is with me.

Commentary:

There isn't a lot to be said about this. I just happened to find myself waking up in the last few days with a feeling that I've been trying to understand. There's a sudden awareness of my nothingness, if I can put it that way without making it sound like I was being self abusive. I also felt calm. There were several different things going on with it, so I decided to sit down and write this out to try to work it out. I must have had some success getting some of the expression out, because I completely felt it by the end. I don't know if it has any meaning to anyone else, but it was necessary for me to write it out.