The Quiet Is Calling Me Again

The quiet is calling me again.  How long will I be able to resist this time?  Will I be able to resist?

The quietness and stillness can be so intoxicating.  I feel more alone in a crowd at times, then when I am alone looking at the moon from my bedroom window.  There is no longer any need to not feel alone in a crowd.  I am rather enjoying it.  The movement in a crowd going unnoticed is rather a gift at times. I realized how untiring it can be to be alone in a crowd.  Some would dare say, "How sad is that?".

I find no sadness in this, I find joy.  I am grateful for the joy that I find. Amen