peace

the cold
the dark
the gentle rest of a universe in transition

the pause in thought that occurs when you are waiting for something to happen
while listening for confirmation of something whispered
the border between existence and the abyss
a richness that we naively call the void

It is the sum of all possibility
when all is removed and you can almost feel the hum of eternity as is slows
to a standstill
just before changing direction

It is that solitude that gives me peace