Maybe today I have many things in my heart but none on my fingers. I would like to spill my soul out onto pages that no one would read but all words seem to elude me. And this is it. This is all I can say, though I wish I could say something more. I wish I could write miracles into existence or at least patience. But that does not seem possible right now. And I simply look up in my inability and my weakness at the skies that are above me. I wish answers would have been written in starry letters. Or at least some hints scribbled on the clouds. But all the sky has for me is silence as if I didn't have enough of it already. But I am content. Silence is fine for today. Maybe tomorrow I will want information or at least a few words of reassurance. But today I don't. Today silence is all - all I have and apparently all I need. For who am I to argue with my silence Maker? I will not. I cannot. So in silence I whisper a "thank You" and put my thoughts to sleep. Tomorrow. They can come back and demand answers tomorrow. But today that peace which is beyond understanding and which surpasses common sense is here with the silence. I embrace them and make them feel welcome because they really are. Tomorrow I might politely ask them to leave so I can welcome Impatience instead but today... Today they will stay here and we will make the most of our time together because I have learned time to be nothing but fleeting.
Today silence I have and silence I give. And it is enough.
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