Nerve-Shaken | A Poem

by L.M. Browning, featured in The Wayfarer Spring 2019 Issue

What are we to do,

we who require silence

in a world of deafening din?

The far-flung corners

being as far as they are,

where shall we carry ourselves?

Loud minds require

a quiet place, quite removed

from the happening and hazards.

Weary bones and frayed fibers

all are made whole

by steeping in a well-guarded calm.