Not everything goes away.


There are voices that stay on


Like fine dust.

A gesture. A tone.


A word spoken too softly.

You didn't understand what he meant,


But you heard it anyway.

And still now,


you carry the sound with you.

SalValenti - Writer and creator of the language of Invisible Thresholds - Words between mind and soul 🌐 soglieinvisibili.com

Invisible Thresholds is a space where words do not explain, but open pathways. A blog between mind, soul and art, for those seeking meaning beyond the obvious.

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