In Stress Comes Words

The Alien Blogs

My soul is restless

Once again

I long for a feeling I’ve never experienced

A place where my roots can be planted

Yet no matter how long I wander I have still to find it

I know it’s all inside of me

The feeling of being true peace

Where you can sit in the silence

And not be bothered by the lack of noise

The place that is my grounded self

Completely sturdy in the roots

Like a redwood

I have grown

Like that redwood

I have yet to be the redwood

Sturdy without support

Still in the silence

But I’m getting there

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