Silencio
It’s music for the soul.
Now that I’m listening, now that I’m paying attention, the silence speaks to me like an eighty-piece orchestra. Sometimes it’s like Mozart, bright and uplifting, perfect for a sunny day. At others it’s dark and heavy, like Wagner’s swirling Valkyries on a dark, wintry night. And then there are moments when the silence is pure genius, like the lustful and divine light pouring from a wounded Beethoven. I see why some might avoid the silence. It’s like taking a drink from a fire hose. Still the silence feeds my soul, speaking from deep within and in-between all the chaos - a symphony calling me to sanity.
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