you cannot miss my omission

tell us about it
about your path
they asked

listening and leaning in to me
with wild rambunctious eyes

when this moment arises
I say nothing
or little

I may say nothing later
I may never say anything
at all

or very little
you think you want
my words

you cannot miss
my omission

it is always a
most spectacular



I had to re-expose my life to the silence, to feel its presence and warmth.
                 It gave me back my warmth and presence, asking nothing in return.