Between words, a clearing forms— Not absence, but possibility. Like dawn before naming, It holds what waits to be discovered. Listen. Not to respond, But to create a vessel Where meanings transform. Where doubt is not truth's adversary But its necessary shadow, Giving depth to what we know. What grows there Is neither yours nor mine, But the bridge between. ---- This song is part of a storyline Storybook (draft version): https://emmaspectralsea.cfserver3.net
