The Place Within Poem by Mario, Lucien, Rene Odekerken

The Place Within

There is a place within me that no one sees.A quiet space, untouched by time,
where the noise of the world cannot reach.It is neither light nor dark, only still--a place where I can breathe without the weight of expectation, without the shape of who I am supposed to be.

Here, memories rise and fall like the tide, drifting in soft waves, never demanding, only existing. Faces of the past, moments of joy and sorrow, they linger without urgency, without fear of being forgotten. I sit among them, neither lost nor found, only present.

In this place, there are no doors, no walls, no need to escape.Only the steady rhythm of my own heart, the quiet hum of something deeper than thought. It is not loneliness that fills this space, but solitude--pure and unbroken, like the hush of the world before dawn.

I do not visit often, but when I do, I remember who I am beneath everything else.Not a name, not a role, not a collection of days measured in achievements or regrets.Just a being, breathing, existing, enough.

And when I leave, I carry a piece of it with me--a fragment of stillness, a whisper of peace--hidden beneath my skin, waiting for me to return.

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