Mondays are just young Fridays

The absence of sound; silence
soothes and silence heals.
  Without a sound you think, you
feel; a deeper thought, one without
interruption. Thoughts you own.
  Thoughts of your own.
  Early morning walk, the fresh-fallen
snow covers up all you know. The
city still sleeps, finding comfort in
the silence. You are awake.
  It’s peaceful, each big fat snowflake
takes its time finding a way to the
ground. This is your time, a signal
to slow down and allow your self
a moment, or two, of repose.
  Surely, soon, today will come alive
and you will be forced to deal with
all that clutters the mind. Until then,
enjoy this slice of time to get your
bearings straight, to prepare yourself
for the risks you will take and
mistakes you will make (we all do).
  It’s all up to you.
  Remain open to what comes your
way, find more time throughout the
day to listen to your self.
  Let silence heal, let silence help.
                                                                                            j.g.l.

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