VII. SILENCE

When nothing needs to be said anymore

There’s a moment where you don’t feel the need to say anything else.

Not because you don’t have words.

But because nothing is missing.

You don’t need to explain.

You don’t need to continue.

Everything just… feels complete.

And in that moment, silence isn’t empty.

It’s enough.

Read the full poem and analysis tomorrow: https://alkonda.com/2026/04/02/vii-silence/

— Al Konda