This is what nothing sounds like

If you'd just be for a while,
you could hear it.
Whispering, humming, murmuring.
An essence that can envelop space indefinitely.

The way it pours into your ears effortlessly.
It brings wholesome ressinance and surrounds you with pride.
Inescapable, undeniable, undone.
It even exists, when it doesn't.

You should visit it more often.
To frolic in its elegance; to hope with longing and to bask in its leisure.
Underrated, casual, nonchalant.
What is this element?

It can also be deadly.
The way it grasps emotions, the way it captivates minds.
Intimidating, decieving, natural.
However, experience is necessary.

Wait and be and know.

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