The cycle of silence.
A lot of things happen in silence. List. What the world is like when there is no noticeable sound. Passion, happiness, pleasure, sorrow, birth, life. Death. It’s all the same in the end. We are in a cycle of repeat. Fighting against the struggles to get ahead. To remain ahead. We are the silence that echoes through our halls. That echoes through our graves. The silent gesture that gets us ahead. The silent gesture that holds us back. We are more than silence. We are not more than silence. For when we are gone that is all that remains. The silent smile that gives us hope. The silent frown that takes it away. The knowing of what fate has in store for a moment by a silent nod. By a silent wave.
By Ashley Houston
I will get back to writing more, soon…soon…I hope. It is my passion, but sometimes life/work/procrastination get in the way. This is going to be a better year and I will break the cycle of silence with the clicking of keys, creating vibrant new voices to reveal unto the world.
I took the photo in Gatlinburg a few years ago. 🙂