Silence
Finally
No people around
Peace to think
Only the sounds
of the beautiful wind
It was probably making those noises before
Covered up by the all the noise
Everyone calling
Wanting something
Endless demands
Endless interruptions
There is a gentle peace in solitude
If only for an hour
Late in the night
Sometimes I think
Insomnia
is my way to have a few hours
of solitude
and quiet
The incessant stream of hearing my name
Knowing that I will be interrupted
That the peace will be disturbed
at any time
during the daylight hours
It wears on me
It makes my long for
The quiet of the night
Finally here
Alone
Solitude
Peace
Release
Reprieve
Silence
Except for the sounds
of the
Magical Wind
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