There is something bigger than wining, losing, or even trying.
There is silence.
Silence is the song the greatest souls decided to stop to dance on.
Moments of silence hum with harmony. Carry for, without expectation or disappointment, what this moment might be.
Silence is relaxation, an endless possibility. When we can direct, reflect, what we can feel. And decide to make real.
With no words, silence draws the infinite. Realises how long now is.
Silence is not to be exercised only with words. It should also be cultivated within.
Like the skies let clouds pass by, let a stranger go with no judgement. Let a thought go with detachment.
Find in silence the emptiness of intention, the fullness of just letting be.
Where love can grow broad and unshamedly.