The Strange Stillness of Wednesday
"Solitude is all you need to find yourself" CJB
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The Strange Stillness of Wednesday
Between the eclipse of days—
and the pull of each night's moon,
there lies a sea of solitude.
A space where time forgets,
And happiness remembers.
In this space the mind still dreams—
"Drifting along an edge of thought?"
Yet detached, the soul only smiles,
knowing everything has no edges.
Tonight moonlit clouds race each other,
Like autumn leaves explore a river's flow.
Why do humans wait to reach land,
when they are already home?
Wednesday lingers like such a dream,
not rushing forward, not slipping back—
just breathing, watching, being.
Step into it.
Let its solitude speak.
