silence is not an absence
it is a presence that lingers
between words you are tossing
like pebbles into still waters
the pause gives breath to meaning
space for thoughts to unfurl softly
it is not a void to fill
but a bridge we walk together
do not fear the quiet moments
they are gifts wrapped in patience
they allow the heart to listen
allow the mind to settle gently
words left hanging in mid-air
are not lost but gently nesting
let the silence cradle their weight
let it bloom what was spoken
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The hole in the pot, the space between the spokes what gives meaning. Lovely
A lovely write, silence is so often under used and percieved to be a bad thing, used correctly it has so much to offer , enjoyed the read
By far preferable to incessant input.
Understood completely.
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