Nothing To Say
That’s never true. We know we have something to say. What we don’t know is whether anyone’s listening. If there’s someone to hear it. Acknowledge us. Witness our passing by.
Our atoms have it easy. They just connect. Interact. Cooperate. It’s only when the humans get involved that they get destructive.
Communication takes a sender, and a receiver. Both in tune with the other. Until then, it’s just syllables into the void. Wrangling sounds into words that make sense of feeling.
Hoping that those feelings reach across the void to a response. Sending an answer back across the eons that we are heard. Letting us know that we are not, for now, alone.