All Things Grow Silent

by Jabu Varghees

But that’s because you don’t remember the sheer joy and blessing of existence. You’ve forgotten the happiness of simply being. You’ve found countless different things to try and fill that space

because you believe a space must be filled for it to be worthwhile. You no longer realize the space itself is a gift. The most miraculous gift. But one day you will understand again. One day you will see the blessing for what it is.

“Pretty-please? Pretty-please with sugar on top? See? I’m putting the sugar on top of the please that’s already pretty! You seeing that? What more do you want?”