There is something sacred about the hush before a spiritual gathering. That quiet space where the mind begins to shift, and the heart leans forward.

In the end, we'll agree, we'll accept, we'll immortalize

What you’re waiting for is still being built. The delay is love, not punishment.

Listen in the quiet moments.

Joy Division – 1980

I lifted this from Poetry Unbound by Ó Tuama, Pádraig

The harder you try, the bigger the fall

I'll miss you until we meet again.

This night!