Your words met me like a hush at the end of a long walk. I can’t tell you how much it means to know this piece stirred something in you.
That moment, the boy, the man, the seeker, was the heart of it all. It came quietly, but with weight, and I wrote it with my own hands trembling a bit. I think the best truths do that, they arrive not with thunder, but with a kind of stillness that undoes us gently.
Thank you for walking with me through this one. I’m honored it reached you.
I am not entirely sure why this piece triggers this reaction in me, but I'm finishing it in tears.
There is a calm softess in this piece that just made its way to me, I think.
A lot I liked in it. The sentences "He saw the boy who had dreamed.
The man who had failed.
The seeker who had never stopped searching."
And then, when he tells the truth to the door, I found those sentences powerful.
This is beautifully written, Steven, thank you for taking us on this journey.
Anne-Marie,
Your words met me like a hush at the end of a long walk. I can’t tell you how much it means to know this piece stirred something in you.
That moment, the boy, the man, the seeker, was the heart of it all. It came quietly, but with weight, and I wrote it with my own hands trembling a bit. I think the best truths do that, they arrive not with thunder, but with a kind of stillness that undoes us gently.
Thank you for walking with me through this one. I’m honored it reached you.
And I’m so grateful you let me know.
Stay entangled, my friend.
—TbG
It seems the way you wrote is similar to the way I received it, then.
I’m so glad our paths crossed.
Thank you for sharing.
I was not expecting that. Good lead. Nice job. :)
Thank you, Wendy. That means a lot. I am so glad you enjoyed it.
Stay entangled, my friend.
Beautiful and profound, yet so simple, so calming...
Thank you so much, Mona. I am always so happy when a piece resonates. I am glad you found the calm in it.
Stay entangled, my friend.
—The Bathrobe Guy