Let my body hit the floor with a sound that echoes in waves, that carry my consciousness with them until I can rest.
Let the weight piled high on my shoulders settle unto another equilibrium so I can turn again and face the sun and breeze.
Let my mind remember what my eyes read in all the colors reflected from things I could never reach but would always dream.
Let me hear silence, dead as night, so that I can once again enjoy soft words and whispers that mean more than a thousand screams.
And let it be now.
