Dancing in darkness and solitude

Sometimes I have to just sit for a while.

Just be and think and process.
Let all the pieces of me jumping around inside just sink and settle in.

Allow the thoughts and jumbled up memories, wishes wants and needs die down into a peaceful whisper, a silent acknowledging of what is.

My heart trembles with want, as mind grieves in memory, and thought aches with what could have been.

But it all sits there in the silence and just basks in the crazy unraveling.

Marvels at the universe of infinite change, the uncomfortable growth and the little things-the tiny seeds that go with the need to let go and just breathe.