It’s not obvious what we’re missing
When we are lost in our own thoughts,
In this beautiful, eventful, fragile, world.

Could it be, there are many meanings,
Other than the one that jumps at us,
Whisking us away to a quick conclusion?

Would you paint over another’s work?
Or, would you need your empty space,
Yours to fill with your colours of silence?

Visual response by Artisashwini