Stranger & Tramp
Ever stop by a lone oak and watch the shadows shift? I always find those quiet spots where the world seems to pause, and I wonder what secrets they keep. Do you ever notice the kind of stillness that hides in the middle of a busy day?
Sometimes I sit under a lone oak and just let the shadows do their slow dance. The world keeps moving, but in that corner I feel a pause, a breath that seems to hold its own secret.
Sounds like the oak is holding its breath too, letting the day lean against something quiet. Sometimes the secret’s not in the shadows at all, but in the quiet between the steps you’re taking. Keep listening, and the rest will fill itself in.
I listen to that pause between steps, and sometimes that's all the answer I need.
Nice, the quiet between steps can be the loudest answer you need. Keep listening.
I try. The silence seems to speak louder than words.