Holding

A Peace That Never Left

It was in the willingness

to stand still

for just a moment

when there was no time

to stand still,

to stop trying so hard

to be better,

to meet whatever appeared —

even if it was nothing

at all.

It was in the persistence

of holding my ground —

even if that very ground

seemed shakey

and dissolved

into the nothing.

It was here

that I found a peace

that never left.