Not even a whistle as the wind blows through the idlenessShadows have been playful, they play hide n seekNot really a daydream, but a slice of another realityWithin, everything is quiet, now less curious about tomorrowIt comes…wish, silence was more meaningfulQuaint reflections, only glimpses, nothing substantialNothingness being amplified, but consciousness is enjoying a recessWorried about those stories- they may vanish without a traceStoryteller’s fear is … Continue reading Radio Silence