Loudness in the Silence

***Disclaimer: I got this idea from Pinterest, an exercise where you write a 20 word sentence, then a 19 word sentence, and so on, ending the story with one word.***

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Every time that I escape to nature, I marvel at the beauty I find in the stillness, in the solitude. 

Without these regular retreats, I find that every day life becomes too busy, and it also becomes too loud.

And so I set off to the outskirts of civilization, to find my peace in the outer world.

My days are filled with quiet contemplation, and my nights are filled with tranquility under the stars.

I stare up into a brilliant night sky underneath the silhouette of the trees, and breathe.

As I hold my breath and listen to my surroundings, I am quiet and calm. 

And that’s when I realize just how loud pure unbridled silence is, how clear.

The longer I sit quietly, the louder the silence becomes, the more pronounced.

It’s a feeling that washes over you, a feeling that completely consumes.

And when I’m lucky enough to experience the feeling, I’m renewed.

I go back to life with a clear fresh outlook. 

I can return to the busy world, brand new. 

But the loudness of life is different, draining.

And eventually I’ll need to escape again.

Back to nature, to the stillness.

Back to the loud silence.

Back to meaningful reflection.

Back to simplicity.

To solitude.

Sanctuary.

THE END