In the crowded spaces of learning,
where sounds rise like waves in a storm,
silence waits as friend who whispers
gently and looks without confusion.

This friend lives is the space between words,
where thoughts find their proper shape
unhindered by the rush of discordant clanging
and the weight of social expectation.

In silence, the mind can wander to places unseen,
and fly on paths of discovery, new and fresh,
in the quiet of breath that has a freedom
beyond the strictures in which we exist.

Here, literacy is born anew as unmeasured potential,
not in the frantic turning and churning of pages
but in the stillness and space of deep comprehension,
in the pause that precedes and is vial for understanding.

In this hush where we sense our being, we learn to listen,
not just to others, but to the voices that echo within,
to the pulse of our own thoughts and feelings,
and to the natural rhythm of our beating selves.

 

7/8/2024