Nine's blog

Eyes allowing you to be seen.
Mirroring contrast.
A permission to breathe.

Gentle thoughts crushing walls.
Fire that never burned,
raging in stone.

Witnessing impossibility.
And lost in connection.
Entering a beautiful storm.

A long wait full of action.
Deafening stillness.
Light shading the truth.

Of the silent shouts,
pushing me,
to pull away.