Deep in our hearts, there exist sorrows so profound that they defy the confines of language. These are the sadnesses that linger in the shadows, too vast and intricate to be captured by mere words. They swell and surge, like waves crashing against the fragile shores of our souls, leaving us adrift in a sea of unspoken emotions.

The alphabet, with its 26 letters, feels woefully inadequate in the face of such overwhelming feeling. Each letter, each word, seems to fall short, unable to encompass the depth of our pain. We reach for poetry, for the solace of verse, but find ourselves grasping at air, the weight of our sorrow too immense to be held by the delicate threads of language.

And so, we sit in silence, our hearts heavy with the unvoiced ache. We carry these sadnesses within us, not as a burden, but as a testament to the depth of our humanity. For in the spaces between words, in the pauses and the breaths, we find the true essence of our grief. It is here, in this silent communion with our sorrow, that we come to understand the profound beauty of our own resilience.

©️ Beatriz Esmer