Soul Expression There is a languageolder than breath,quieter than thought—it lives beneath the noiseyou learned to call yourself. It speaks in pulses,in the ache behind your ribs,in the sudden bloom of tearsyou cannot namebut somehow understand. Your soul does not shout.It waits—patient as the tide,certain as dawn—for you to listen. Not to the world’s sharp … Continue reading Poem: Soul Expression