And in the silence I have learnt

That truth before is still

truth now

Even if the sound hid it for a

while

And in the silence I have learnt

That some friends before still friends now

and some friends before not friends now

And in the silence I have learnt how

to tell the difference

And in the silence I have learnt to

Feel the hurt and absorb it to

Dissect the bruise and question what it is about it exactly that makes me hurt and to find that thin strong thread of core truth and follow it to the point where it points out where my wound is and then further to where it understands how to help me heal

And in the silence I found an inward journey that went on for centuries and knew everything it needed to know instinctively

And in the silence I found an aching sadness that nothing is ever truly found that nothing is ever truly understood

But in this silence I also found a quiet joy in realizing that nothing is really ever truly lost. That it is right here, all the time. In this silence

And in this silence I found a power in the stillness

It is looking without watching. It is hearing while gently listening. It is a complacent passive understanding in observance

It is knowing,

Really knowing

I forgot how to listen to silence

Eyes watch space and time collide
static atoms on the air
rainbow pindrop particles of nothing- you would think.

The humdrum AC backdrop of these thoughts that travel everywhere
remembering reviewing judging renewing
experience with memory,
The weather that makes the stone.
I forgot how to listen to silence
…I think I blame my phone
I forgot how to sense
A stillness and a presence
instead I looked to the canvas for a place to
stop
tapping feet counting sheep clicking pictures all to keep
in a frame, under name, in the end all looks the same,
a box a list a friend? you think- do I think too?
if it says so it must be true
the blogs the links the frogs the things!

so I forgot how to listen to silence
and that was quite silly you see, because,
when I forgot how to listen to silence
it forgot how to listen to me