Just a Shadow on the Carpet

Enveloped here I sit
Wrapped up in this silence
Like a mist it flows until
All around me is completely still

Still except my quiet breathing
The rise and fall of my tired chest
Like a deep sleep come awake

Still except the mournful breathing
Of the wind against this cold chimney
The hollow sound it makes

Still except this single clock
As it ticks around the face
It never stops, just keeps on keeping on

It’s when my heart quiets till
Barely even a heartbeat can be felt
Just a comfortable quiver
Is lodged inside my chest
And my eyes grow sleepy,
Sleepy with lack of rest

I have no care to move
Or a worry in my mind
All I want to do is sit
Sit and watch the leaves go by

The sky isn’t slate
But it’s covered in gray
And the trees bend with the wind
Cold wind, unfeeling as the days go by.

I’ll just sit here until I have to move
Spirit at peace
And quiet
These moments are so few
I’ll keep them while they last
These moments of quiet rest.