Total Quiet

There is a certain kind of peace when you don’t hear, see or feel anything.

You stop thinking.
You stop dreaming.

But your mind wanders off listlessly, going to one scene to another.

It’s not a dream or a daydream. But it conjures goosebumps on your skin, a bit of water slides from your cheeks, your heart skips a beat, your chest tightens in response.

So if you are immune to what is around you, how can a simple song could make your heart break, a blank white ceiling show a lot of moving pictures, the breeze from outside calling back a time of clear, innocent childhood days?

No, the blowing curtains cannot answer your questions, but they provide a certain caress for your soul. They float above you, light white wings, sheltering you from the harsh rays of sunlight.

This is for the people who relax on clear Sundays, when the sky is of perfect blue, with cotton clouds floating gently, the sun at its peak, and the breeze causing gentle sounds from the chimes.

A time of relaxation but not for your mind.

Because sometimes, the mind refuses to shut down and places into limelight everything you cease to deny. Especially on your time of quiet.

The quiet surroundings can be your worst enemy.

And now is the time to reflect on what life is…