Life is quiet now.

Like a tidal pool on a hot summer day.

Life teams below

But nothing disturbs the surface.

I care not

What is happening elsewhere.

If he is angry

Or she is crying,

Or if they are together in bed.

My heart is still.

My soul is still.

I am still.

It’s not that there is peace.

Peace may come when I forget his name.

And what he did to me.

Peace may be part of the story

Someday

But right now,

I settle for stillness.