At the heart of things

You told a story in pictures

And somehow it opened a place

Of such tenderness and softness within

I surprised myself with sadness

Life can be so full of experiences

But underneath sometimes

Lay things unspoken

Perhaps the sensitive sense

Seeping up between the spaces

Of words

Which is why now

Silence is precious

Time to reflect

Brings time to connect

With the soft space

And let myself fall in

Touching base

With what lies

Hidden

At the heart of things