Letting Stillness Grow

I saw a sky as large as my heart
and I did not know
it was mine.
What wonders lie in stillness,
that evasive gift of life.
Is it fear of death, of nothingness
that keeps stillness at bay?
My thirst is great.
My skills are few,
but what skills might stillness
require?
Patience, for one.
Am I patient enough
and brave enough
to let my stillness grow?