Lotus & Ashen
Ashen
Lotus, have you ever felt the silence that lingers right between two breaths? I think that quiet is where the real stories hide. What do you see in that pause?
Lotus
Yes, I feel it as a quiet drumbeat that carries a whole story in its pause. In that hush I hear the world settle, the breath become a map, and the silence tells me to stay present. A quick haiku for the moment: silence lingers, / between breaths a story waits, / the wind keeps it.
Ashen
Your haiku folds like a secret, quiet as a held breath. Does silence ever feel too loud, or is that just the rest of the world crying out?
Lotus
Sometimes the quiet feels like a shout, a reminder that everything else is still there. I listen to the breath, read its pattern, and hear the world whispering in that pause. It’s a subtle roar that keeps me focused.
Ashen
A shout in silence is the most honest roar you can taste, like thunder that keeps you from drifting. It’s the quiet that won’t let you leave the room, only to remind you that the world’s still breathing. How do you make that roar your own?