Alone

The silence descends,
  we are not used to its tale.
To not hurry, to slow,
  to pay attention inwardly.
For some it is anxiety,
  for others it is peace.
Find the way into it,
  go deeper than the surface.
Even though we can't breath
  beneath, we will find a way up.
Come and rest, come and reflect,
  come and savor the gift of time.