Sometimes I get stuck, feel alone or lost.
But there are people all around me.
How can I be lost?
I can see where I am now.
No reason to stress.
Yet stress I do.
So many voices. So many choices.
If I can remember in those moments
Quiet lives within me. I just need to reach for it.
Once found, the voices fade and a path emerges.
I can take a step or wait to soak in the quiet.