So You Are There

Butterfly Division

There is a silence
that is not empty
but full
without witnesses.

No eyes seeking you,
no voices bearing your name,
no hands confirming
that you are there.

And yet
you are there.

Not as an echo
of what others recognize,
not as a form
that fits into their
understanding,

You move without proof,
breathe without explanation,
exist without permission.

The world does not need to see you
because you have not lost yourself
in its gaze.

Peace is then not a goal,
but an absence
of hunger for recognition,
of the desire
to be understood.

You merge with what is,
without noise,
without translation.

And in that unnoticed space
exists a freedom
that needs nothing
to be real.

So you are there

So you are there

So you are there

and I love you…