There are things
best left unsaid
lest the great sphinx
of the open mystery
laughs
at my foolishness
she knows
ultimately, life
is like the open sky
and words
are clouds I hold on to
to break my
fall.
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Beyond Language 
honestly, your words are so natural yet innate with a deep and yearning sentiment… i love reading it… it inspires me to improve
its true that we ought to leave some things not verbalized. some things that we ought to accept its magnanimous spirit over us.