Beneath the Quiet #1

Beneath the Quiet

No sound to chase, no voice remains,
Just drifting light on windowpanes.
The world has stopped, the noise is gone,
And yet… the silence lingers on.

Beneath the quiet, I can feel
The things I never knew were real.
A thousand words I’ve never said
Now softly echo in my head.

No ticking clock, no distant sigh,
Just clouds that crawl across the sky.
The air is still, the day is bare,
But somehow I am fully there.

Beneath the quiet, I can hear
My hidden hopes, my secret fear.
No melody, no crashing sea —
Just silence singing back to me.

Not empty, no — not cold, not dead,
But full of all that goes unsaid.
A sacred space, a breath, a pause —
Where life exists without applause.

Beneath the quiet, I belong,
To stillness wrapped in soft, slow song.
No need to shout, no need to flee —
Just silence…
And the rest of me.