All the images described in this poem happened to me and evoked a very similar emotion: a refreshing calmness. When I moved to boarding school, the experience of just sitting in my dorm room with my window open, the breeze, the light, and the sounds of the world outside took the shape of a transcendent vehicle that carried my mind far away: perhaps to home. The only thing that was standing between this beguiling teleportation and myself was the dorm room I saw that reminded me of where I was and where I wasn’t. So I would close my eyes. I would force contemporary thoughts, feelings, emotions out of my head and invite the unforeseen ones in. Ultimately, the darkness I saw with my eyes closed, became the renewal of my mind, the releasing of my fears, the growth of my personality, all in the midst of a calming silence. My world was essentially expanding through the bilocation of my mind. This experience of enlightening darkness turned the sounds of the world outside into the silence of my mind. The mowing of grass and the music of the same songs I played back at home brought me tranquility and made me think, remember, experience a world other than the one I was standing in. They say sounds have a very potent power to evoke memories and the process in which that happens is the epitome of this poem. The band who played the songs does not matter; they are silent. Nor does the other sources of the sounds. The only thing that matter is the sound itself and the silence that accompanies it. I didn’t know it at the time, but in all truthfulness, metaphorically shutting my mind to the world I was in for even just one second, led me to new, more intriguing thoughts, memories, revelations, ideas, and I found myself seeking silence not in isolation but out in the world where I tried to find what sounds, sights, experiences brought me that silence of the mind.

I realized that seemingly insignificant moments like feeling the breeze or hearing the wind can be particularly provocative; we just had to learn to hear them, experience them, appreciate them.

?The narrative of this poem teaches you to seek comfort, calmness, silence in the sounds of life that represent a routine in nature. Perhaps, then, even in the most hectic of times, you will have something to remind you of the calm, routinely life of the universe; one that allows you to know the world, know yourself, and just stop thinking of what you need to be thinking about and start thinking about whatever it is you want to think about. Only then, can you experience the truest, most powerful silence.