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just stillness
like my world seldom knows.
inside I have an expressway 
that never slows down,
always full of going somewhere
always another thing to do.
just stillness
filled with quiet, numinous sounds,
like butterfly wings, firefly blinks,
and silence, simple, serene silence,
nothing more.
just stillness
here in this satisfied space,
and I, so crippled from my chaos,
sound inside like the cawing crow
lying low over the pond,
breaking the stillness
with his harshly handled song.