The days are acting like February,
Wordless,
And my heart is focused on interpreting this rightly.
My mind can go to “lonely” so easily in the emptiness.
Yet.
Yet.
Let it be stillness,
Silence.
Space does not call for filling, but for being.
The days are acting like February,
Wordless,
And my heart is focused on interpreting this rightly.
My mind can go to “lonely” so easily in the emptiness.
Yet.
Yet.
Let it be stillness,
Silence.
Space does not call for filling, but for being.