“Continuum…”

 

Space.

 

The final frontier…

… or,

the first?

 

Quiet,

does not have to

mean,

the worst.

 

No news…

…solitude…

 

From these

perceived vacuums,

brave, new, hope

can burst

potential,

desire.

 

Evaluation,

gives rise to thirst.

Hunger to fulfil,

preceded,

by preparation.

 

Because you sense

no reverb,

does not mean that

you are cursed…

… simply,

reviewing the situation.

 

Nor,

has your ambition

fallen flat.

Attack that,

by holding your peace.

No need to

breach it.

 

Time

was made to breathe…

to release…

to

teach old habits,

that your goals,

you will reach.

 

So,

enjoy the silence…

 

… inhabit the still.

 

Embrace suspense……

 

Sit back.

 

Relax…

… and ….. chill.

 

 

 

 

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