“I looked on, I thought, I reflected, I admired, in a state of stupefaction . . .”
There’s something charming about the sound of that calming response. So beautifully onomatopoeic.
It’s the satisfying sound of silence. Of ponder. It’s the consideration of an idea just discovered or just presented . . . without rebuttal. No ifs, no ands, no buts. Just admiration.
It’s the peering into a new adventure. An entry into a world never before thought possible or never contemplated without caveats. It’s the beginning of bravery.
It’s the acceptance that answers are still aloof. That things remain uncertain. That time will always tell. But now is not to question how or even why, but to hum in the wonder of who, what, and where.