This quote hit me like a bolt of lightening when I first heard it.
It reverberates each time I've encountered it since.
What potent words make up the recipe
for renewing one's firelight for life?
Sometimes one's symphony
is one of profound silence.
It can feel like a death
when the words aren't there.
You have to trust their presence.
Invisible marks on invisible backgrounds.
You have to trust they will return.
In their own time.
You wait in joyful hope.
kastilwell
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