#hopeinmotion
I was sitting in a silence I liked, which I called "peace of mind,"
while life kept calling me with hard, unanswered calls.
I was almost able to convince myself that giving up was rest.
Then I heard a sound: a stick tapping the road, steady and without fear.
A blind woman walked faster than I could think.
Each tap was sure, and each step knew where it had to go.
She couldn't see the road, but she believed in it.
I could see everything, but I didn't trust every step.
That little noise broke my chosen silence
and hit the part of me that had been giving up quietly.
Purpose rang out louder than sight.
And in that broken silence, I remembered how to move again.
Feb 10
Feb 10, 2026 at 9:36 AM UTC