Poem: Beneath The Skies
In the quiet, the mind takes flight, Wandering deep into the night. Thoughts like whispers softly tread, On paths of what was never said. A moment lost in endless fear, A future drawn too far, too near. What if I chose a different way? Would it change the course of yesterday? I try to silence every thought, But the echoes leave me overwrought. What if I just let go, let be? Could my heart finally feel free? So I close my eyes and breathe again, And trust that peace will rise within. The world will turn, the sun will rise, And I’ll find calm beneath the skies.