The Dance

The silence resurfaces;

Its choke hold washes over me,

so loud I need the noise clutter to normalize

Fuck that.

Fuck it all.

Fuck the silence.

HE is in the silence,

SHE is in the silence,

They are in the silence!

It becomes evident to me,

Him,

Her,

Them,

Us—

We are not alone;

That is,

We can’t do this shit alone.

Without an us, there is nothing—

Not even the silence.

They fall apart

Then fall back together

They see the necessity of “The Dance”

Not just a dance for lovers

But a dance

For all who love

Each other

When you appreciate the dance

You can appreciate all.

The colors,

The sounds;

Sometimes they’re vibrant,

Sometimes they’re dull.

When you appreciate the dance

You learn to appreciate the silence too.

They have known the triumph

In the dance.

And the failures

Of coming together, tripping over the other

Or staying apart too long.

And the silence too

The failures and the triumphs

In that fucking silence.

About Jason White

Jason White is a father, a grandfather, knowledge seeker and sharer. Jason is the owner of Growth Positive Consulting where he puts his fundraising and management skills to great use. He is a writer, a woodworker, and a philanthropist. Find him here:

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