Pressure had led me to this place

I’d fought my fears and worries

In hopes that I would win the race

Everyday I was in a hurry

Having reached my destination

Relief didn’t wash over me

I mourned every expectation

Still existed that insatiable curiosity

Many years were required for me to learn

Being still won’t always cause a rift

I could actually see more after realizing

That silence was a priceless gift