Still

Even in the depths of low
When lights are dim,
When no one’s home,
When all is dark
When all is still
There could be nothing,
nothing at all
until
click
a flame
a match
a start
a small light flickers in the dark
I sit & write
Let words be my guide
to lead me through
this quiet night.

When all is still
I can hear my thoughts
I can reflect
take stock
I can change my course
This time is precious
So I must not waste
Moments spent in stillness
and not in haste.

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