I Am Not Quiet
In the realm of silence, I reside,
Where thoughts unravel, side by side.
Some may call it mute, a lonely plight,
But solitude, I hold, is my beacon of light.
I am not quiet, I just need time,
To delve into depths, to unravel my mind.
In the embrace of solitude's gentle sway,
I find solace, renewal, a brighter way.
Amidst the clamor, the world's incessant noise,
My spirit yearns for moments of poise.
Like a delicate flower, I need respite,
To recharge, to bloom, to shine my true light.
In the quietude, I find my stride,
Where creativity flows, where dreams take pride.
Beneath a starry sky, or in a forest's embrace,
I am not silent, I am in a sacred space.
So let my silence not be mistaken for lack,
For in solitude, my spirit soars and my mind beckons.
I am not quiet, just in need of solace and calm,
To return refreshed, with renewed passion and charm.