Quietude
Curved in a ball
thinking
Cars roaring by
-muffled.
Crickets chirping
-muted.
Eyes closed
pondering
Everything is still.
Except my heart-
...beating
Everything is hushed.
Except my mind-
...speaking
Everything is quelled.
Except my soul-
...opening
to the wonders
of
Quietude
**submitted for Paula Swanson's Say the Word Contest :)
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