Presence

Be quiet with me.

There is something that is lost when we try to speak.

You say

You know?

And I see

Myself.

A whole world

But not you.

Sit. Silently. See.

There is so much more between us than could ever be shared with words.

You think.

You hear me.

Hear.

You say.

You know?

And I do.

But not in the way you think.

This intimacy.

We miss it when we’re busy trying to fill the space.

We try

And think

Words

Mean connection

But I feel you most in the silence.

So quietly be.

And notice the way my presence can kiss even your deepest wounds.

Feel me

Feeling you

Being seen

Here.

There is so much more between us.