the sound of quiet in lavender
If I close my eyes
and rest here
for a while,
the answers come to me in dreams.
My future is shaped by silence.
This ache that threatens to break me
becomes a whisper
and then
nothing
while I sleep.
You are here.
And I need for nothing.
I am here.
And I am whole.
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