♪♬: The Waiting Game (with Celtic song; see note)

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Influencing artists: Helen Frankenthaler, Egon Schiele, Mark Rothko, Ragal Olbinski

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Note:

For anyone who knows what it feels like to wait for a decision or outcome that could be life-changing.
Waiting, with no fixed direction, in the quiet, in the mist.
This is for you.

—> you can listen to the song here:
https://www.riffusion.com/song/9df9247c-25a2-49d9-a61e-1b22ab8ca126


** The Waiting Game **

I stand where stones remember
Smoke drifts between what is and what may never be
Colours breathe from hollow walls
But nothing calls my name

This is the waiting game
Where silence grows its roots
Where time holds no direction
And breath becomes the only truth

My footsteps leave no echo here
The air is woven with unseen threads
Light moves without horizon
I remain beyond becoming

This is the waiting game
Where silence grows its roots
Where time holds no direction
And breath becomes the only truth

No verdict in the mist
No signal in the wind
Only the endless quiet
Holding what I cannot hold

Perhaps there is no ending
Perhaps I am the pause itself
A silent note within the song
A name unspoken in the dark

This is the waiting game
Where silence grows its roots
Where time dissolves its meaning
And breath remains the only truth.


With love, © Aífe