Stillness

The peaceful moments we share before dawn are the ones that remain vivid in my fading memory. The ones I recall to escape to you, the ones that resonate deep within me, the ones that I treasure most. 

The night's fading cool breeze births this emotive connection as the warmth of the first light and subtle beauty of the coming day begins to emerge.

I can't tell you why these moments remain so unique, yet I feel drawn to them, seduced by the stillness that joins us. Your majestic grace towers over me, your unassuming power ever-present, yet you rarely feel the need to raise your voice, as your gentle whisper and wisdom can be heard by all who are willing to listen.

This is the shared moment I long for. The space between us dissolves, the connection strengthens, and a seemingly endless conversation begins. 

You talk, I listen, you suggest, I question, all while quietly reminding me that anything is possible, yet nothing should be assumed. The choices that follow are mine to make, the mistakes mine to own, just as the small wins are mine to celebrate with compassion.

An ever timely reminder, because does it matter if the masses applaud wins? Does it matter if mistakes allow others popular agendas to rise? Does it matter when the focus of our endeavours is governed by our need to be seen? 

In essence, does any of it matter if you are true to yourself, honouring what you compassionately believe? In these quiet moments we share, you remind me that this is all I can and have to be.

I look at you in awe, learning from you, connected to you beyond what many would believe sane. I don't see you as a commodity to support my deluded existence. I feel saddened that you have no rights, weathering the storm of our introspective obsessions seemingly alone as if caught in an ugly war, with no respite insight. Yet this is the reality of our design, but thankfully not a reality embraced by all.

As I stand in your shadow, engulfed by the deafening silence that connects us, I realise you have strength beyond my comprehension. You have held fearlessly, passively biding your time, safely knowing that you will survive long after this moment fades.

And for this lasting lesson, I thank you.