The Moment That Whispered

The calming whirring of the fan,
the ticking of the clock,
the breeze rustling the curtains,
the orange glow of the dying sun,
she soaks in the moment.
A moment of solitude,
A pause, a break, an escape,
from the cacophony called life.

She reflects on the hidden future,
Unravelled past and uncertain present.
The moment whispers to her,
says to her that she will be ok.
Life’s peaks she will scale,
Through its troughs, she will sail.
The silence kisses her,
telling her she will be fine.
She starts humming a tune,
From a song she knows not,
the music of silence adds the beats.

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