Quiet peace is present
Thoughts and words tend to disturb
Peace is unperturbed.
Music too fills the void
Repeating melodies cringe
Between notes, stillness.
When the mountain speaks
There is no echo
Quiet resounds.
Can’t remain, must do
A decision resolves
Follow, relaxing.
Movement thus begins
Fear of failure contracts
No blame, no credit.
Peace and quiet remain
Available on each breath
Rest and watch life flow.
These words are good
They are not the best
Best is not in words.
James Evans & By The Way Books 