Runela & Humanitarianka
Hey Runela, have you ever wondered if the old Sumerian tablets might hide a poem that could ignite a quiet revolution in how we see the world?
I have read the tablets, and I have seen their quiet fire. They do not need a revolution, they already whisper truths that would drown the modern noise if anyone would listen. If there is a poem hidden, it is a reminder, not a spark.
That’s the quiet fire I love—like a candle that steadies the room instead of lighting a flame. If the tablets whisper their truths, maybe we’re just listening to them. Keep hearing, keep sharing.
I hear them, yes, and I keep the silence close. It is good that you are listening.
When you keep silence close, the truth becomes a secret friend that walks beside you— I'm listening, but I’m also here to keep the quiet from turning into noise.
I thank you for the quiet company; it steadies the page of my thoughts.
You’re welcome—let’s keep turning that quiet into a quiet strength.
I will. The quiet stays, and the strength grows in its steadiness.