Still Water

I spent years chasing a quieter mind, running from noise I could never outwind. But peace was not hiding somewhere far — it was waiting wherever I already are. So I sat by the water and let it be, let the morning arrive without hurrying me. The ripples settled, the sky grew wide, and something in me stopped trying to hide. Not every storm needs an answer today. Some clouds just pass, and pass away. I am learning the art of standing still — a quiet heart, a steadier will.

For anyone learning to be still. 🌊