Let’s live in this quiet moment before the onslaught of the silly season.
A p r o n h e a d -- Lilly Green
Everywhere I listen is sound after sound, claiming my attention.
Everywhere I look is noisy color and pattern, underscoring the rapid pace–
the life of busy busy,
of obligation.
And then,
I see you.
Simple, alone,
a dream.
And in this moment, I feel rest.