The peaceful stillness fills the air, wrapping the surroundings in a serene embrace. It’s as if time itself has come to a standstill, allowing the beauty of the moment to unfold in all its splendor. Each breath is a gentle reminder of the tranquillity that pervades every inch of this ethereal space. The leaves, carried by the whispers of the wind, dance in a graceful rhythm, a silent symphony that resonates through the heart. The river flows with purpose, each ripple a testament to the unyielding force of nature, yet in this tranquil setting, it feels like a soothing lullaby, guiding the weary soul to a place of rest.
In this serene sanctuary, there is no need for company, no yearning for voices to fill the silence. The solitude is a source of pure bliss, an opportunity to revel in the quiet magnificence of the world. It is a moment of pure reprieve, where the weight of responsibility is lifted, and the spirit is free to wander unhurried through the beauty of the stillness.
As the world pauses for me, time becomes an afterthought, and the essence of life reveals itself in the simplest of forms. There are no roles to play, no deadlines to meet, just the gentle unfolding of moments, each one a precious gift to be cherished. The pace of life slows to a gentle rhythm, allowing every experience to be savoured, every sensation to be felt, until the new day dawns, bringing with it the promise of new beginnings and the continuation of the journey.
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fiction – 260 words – reading time: 1 minute
reflections of an unquiet mind 