292.366 - 2016 project and stillness

every day in 2016, write a sentence or a paragraph or a poem that appreciates

stillness

you can hear it, you can feel it.  in Colorado when snow has begun to fall in the forest.  at a seashore when you're alone there at night and the foam runs up onto the sand then hisses away and there's a breath before the next wave curls over.  when you stop walking in the desert and for a moment nothing sounds.  even in the city, occasionally, late at night, like around three, the breeze stops long enough that the leaves still, no dog barks, no drunk sings, no car carouses, even the freeway empties, and for a moment you hold your breath.  and sometimes, sometimes, the babble in my mind quietens and I have a moment of stillness all my own just before a poem forms.