Tungstenturtle Poetry

After a hard day,
a full-time stay.
Finally at home,
hopefully not alone,

Free of duty,
Free time beauty.
A precious gift,
a relaxing shift,

when all sound,
to everyday bound,
is just not there,
nothing to care,

just you and you,
no thinking through,
no music played,
nothing said,

just you, free,
nothing to see,
Silence for the mind,
is soft and kind,

Deep and overall,
no message, no call,
A short exit time,
you, alone, to shine.

The noise sent away,
for a short stay,
Free time for the soul,
you, everything at all.

A brief moment is enough,
if the daily life is tough,
a healthy reset,
Silence, you will not regret.