I can almost hear the flickering of the candle’s flame.
Thus is the beauty of silence.
A Winter’s eve is perfect for peaceful reflection.
Such perfection can only be found in moments of absolute stillness.
It’s when I allow myself to simply
feel my heart beat
dream and let go.
This is when a soul truly knows the difference between alone and lonely.
For such moments insulate, cradle and help us too escape the noise of life.
Don’t fear the quiet.
Instead, let it envelope you …