Each heartbeat is a thread woven into the fabric of our being, yet often goes unnoticed, lost among the cacophony of life’s demands. Between each pulse, there lies a silence, a breath that carries the weight of what is and what could be.
Words spoken in whispers along the path of one’s journey, echoing softly, like the rustle of leaves in an autumn breeze.
Have you ever listened to the silence? It hums a melody you recognize only when you allow the noise to settle.