Poetic Reflections
The Weight of Quiet
There is a weight to quiet, not heavy like stone, but dense, like the truth you’ve tried to outrun. It is the moment the world stops speaking, and you hear your own heart for the first time that day.
The Weight of Quiet
There is a weight to quiet, not heavy like stone, but dense, like the truth you’ve tried to outrun. It is the moment the world stops speaking, and you hear your own heart for the first time that day.
The Weight of Quiet
There is a weight to quiet, not heavy like stone, but dense, like the truth you’ve tried to outrun. It is the moment the world stops speaking, and you hear your own heart for the first time that day.
The Weight of Quiet
There is a weight to quiet, not heavy like stone, but dense, like the truth you’ve tried to outrun. It is the moment the world stops speaking, and you hear your own heart for the first time that day.