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pockets of stillness
I’m walking o work
The humdrum of the morning
Invades my senses
There is no escape,
Cars, the trains, planes overhead
How do I crave some silence?
Around me is endless chatter
Friends, catching up
Acquaintances offering polite conversation
There is no time for complacency.
I turn into my office
I close the door, locking out the din
And I sit within my very own pocket of stillness.
Written for: https://reinventionsreena.wordpress.com/2019/11/07/reenas-exploration-challenge-112/
Morpethroad 
We do crave the solitude and silence once in a while.
Your protagonist is extremely lucky to find ‘pockets of stillness’ in the office. That is normally the place where turbulence begins ☺
I think he shut the door on it all. Sorry to be so late. I’ve been busy working the past 3 weeks but thankfully it’s over now.
Relax! You are not late 🙂
Reblogged this on Reena Saxena and commented:
Pockets of stillness …. by Michael
Stillness, silence, so welcome in our busy lives
Sometimes it’s hard to find
Yea.
Sometimes, my best friend and I just sit in my car saying nothing, thinking nothing and just watch the river flow by. We’ve been friends for 44 years so sometimes words are not needed…but coffee always is 🙂
My mother used to say
Sometimes I sit and think and sometimes I just sit.
Wise woman 😀