soul quiet—for just a minute.
breathing slows
brain stills.
all because of a short conversation
with a listening friend.
Did she hold the peace
I received?
Or did the spilling of words also release the excess I’ve been carrying?
Yes.
the spinning slows, tightens, focuses, narrows.
there is less, and I am more.
I can make eye contact with my children.
All the parts of me are here with them
in a way I was not
just this morning.