Meditative writing

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.