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December 19, 2013

Be Still. ~ Tifany Lee {Poem}

I’m trapped in this place,

Unfamiliar with its particular landscapes.
Don’t know my way out.
A little voice inside said, Don’t worry about it, just:

Be still.
Feel the breeze on your tear-stained cheeks.
You’ll find your all-important peace of mind
if you
be still.

I’m sick of that voice.
The same one that lead me here, stuck with no choice.
And how is sitting around gonna help me figure things out?
It keeps on talking:

Be still.

Just feel the breeze on your tear-stained cheeks.
You’ll find your all-important peace of mind
if you be still.

And Breathe. 

That’s funny:
The breeze is coming from that clearing in the trees,
The one I didn’t see.
Is the sunlight there for me?
I was always free…

Be still.
Just feel the breeze
It’s there, on your tear-stained cheeks.
And you’ll find your all-important peace of mind
if you
be still.

Be still.

Just be.

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Tifany Lee

Tifany Lee is a singer, musician, theatrician, activist and yogini. Her playZombie U was recently published in the APW Press Anthology, and her third album, Southern Gothic, is in production and will be released in 2014. She loves spending time with her domestic partner and bulldog in Athens, Georgia. You can catch up with her at tifanylee.comFacebook and Twitter.