The Sweetest Thing
And suddenly, it got quiet. The stillness of the wind,
how peaceful nature was like on a grassy
hill and the sky was
big and blue.
I found myself here, in the quietness
I closed my eyes and listened to my own heart beat
As if I was controlling my own blood in veins
Flowing in directions and rushing at corners
My fingertips are cold and numb
I cant feel the quietness
I’m standing still as the wind wanders around
the leaves are waving on the trees
The air picked up its sweet smell of freedom, so legendary
Though I cannot feel the quietness
I wanted to go inside of my brain
And turn off the music that has been stuck in my head
But it keeps coming back
The sweetest thing I’ve ever known
Was like the kiss on a collarbone
But what if this was it?
What if this was the sweetest thing
That life had given me?
A gift, not to feel, but to know?