Solace

in the city so loud and raucous, where people focus solely on themselves, my spirit becomes dampened, loosing touch with my vital, emotional connections.

i simply cannot flourish there. at least not for any extended stretch. i'm compelled to seek solace in nature, or quiet conversation with someone i love. in my perfect world, for the perfect moment, i need both.

this earth can be a strange habitat. full of irony and surprise. for such an ugly place, there are still moments. moments of indescribable beauty. an elegance so tremendous i sometimes feel unworthy to observe it. i need this pause. it puts me in my place and gives me a sense of proportion.

i need to hear the sounds of the natural world or the whisper of a loved one. i need to feel connected. it has the power to remind me that i am but a small collection of atoms amongst so many trillions. an insignificant speck on the landscape of the world. a small brushstroke in an immensely large painting.