Mr. Golden

In silence, I find myself; in him, I meet the answers to my questions.

Thousands of thoughts crowd my mind, but he makes them slips away with gentle indifference. Silence does not judge me. It listens to me patiently.

This is where I am at peace; here is where my soul feels at home. Free to explore and free to be.

How can something so quiet sound so loud? Maybe it’s not just his sound.

Perhaps it’s me, who, for the first time, can perceive my heartbeat.