The art of just being and not fighting for space

Is one often lost in life’s hectic embrace

When given pause and space to reflect

The quiet time I remember with much more respect

A long conversation with a friend I hold dear

Will remain in my thoughts for many a year

A night of stories both new and old

Nothing held back just simply told

A feeling of safety and more than that trust

Saw things once hidden raised from the dust

It’s hard to say exactly what that meant

But I know for me it was time well spent

A simple lines could never compare

To the calmness I felt that was so rare

For this and much more I would just like to say

It will remain in my heart until my dying day