When we understand how precious each moment is, we can treat each breath, each moment, as a newborn baby. Awareness can become that tender.
~ Michelle McDonald
The music finishes.
It is the quiet of night
Broken by the ticking of a clock,
the hiss of rain,
the growling of a distant car.
The silence of this interval
is not for doing,
not for resting
But to wonder in;
A vulnerable silence
given back to us.