There where you never look.
Not everything asks for light.
Not everything allows itself to be found.
There are things that live in the shadows,
not out of fear -
But by choice.
Things that don't shine,
But they resist.
That they do not shout,
But they remain.
No need to illuminate every corner.
Sometimes you just have to stay on the edge.
In silence.
Respectfully.
Some truths do not knock.
They do not explain themselves.
They do not ask for anything.
They are there.
They are waiting for you to hear them.
And if you don't see them.
it's okay.
You are not here to understand. You are here to cross over.
