On stillness

Sitting in the living room,

in front of a television with no sound on,

or more correctly,

muted,

I am aware of how quiet it is.

There is also a stillness in me.

I had planned on this small period of time

to be this way,

to allow me the greatest possible chance to access what was inside,

underneath all of the chattering.

I had planned on it,

but didn't foresee the peace that I would feel

in me,

and in the world 

this minute.

Though I had foreseen thinking about visual art,

words,

typed as they are here,

were obviously what I needed to capture

this feeling, 

and moment,

right now

or forever.