Quiet. Soft piano, and fingers fall across the white and black keys.
(if this could be a definition of silence then my heart would be happy)
The sun outside is setting, signaling another end, to another day.
( My heart seems to contemplate its rays as it reaches out to touch the clouds)
Darkness is falling,and the clouds are turning from gray to white.
(My heart waits, waits in the silence it creates.)
Wait, Wait oh my soul and rest in the times of plenty, the times of joy.
(The times of sorrow, the times of loneliness, the times of loss.)
Feel them deeply oh my soul, the loss the love, the joy, feel them deeply.
(watch as your world crumbles, watch as it rebuilds, watch as it is transformed.)
You'll find rest for your soul, when you find inner peace.
(its supposed to be this divine moment when all the world stops, within your heart.)
Content, content with myself. like catching a raindrop without it breaking.