The Silence is Watching

I haven’t written in a long time.

People might think I disappeared.

But I was just watching.

Watching quietly.

Some things take longer than we expect.

Some things wait, patiently, until we notice them.

Time moves, even when we pause.

Moments slip by, unnoticed, yet they shape us.

And sometimes, in the quiet,

you see more than in all the noise.

Something is stirring.

A shadow moves where no one looks.

I’m not sure what it wants.

But it is waiting,

just like the rest of the world.

Today - words again.

Not many.

Just enough to leave space for thought.

Notes by Mr. Monsterʘʘ