When I walk in stillness
I feel free.
My favorite place to walk in stillness
is by the ocean.
I feel the breeze on my faze.
I observe my surroundings.
I listen to the waves
washing against rocks.
I look for an eagle, or a heron.
On a windy day
I hear the roar of the ocean,
but there is stillness in me.
On a windless day I think:
now I know what the sound of silence
sounds like.
