Nothing is lost.

And yet,
something feels as though it is.

The light remains,
the air moves,
time continues without pause—
but somewhere within it,
a quiet shift takes place.

Not absence.
Not longing.
Just a faint, unnameable space
that stays.

The Quiet Comfort of Silence
is a collection of poems that dwell
in that delicate space—
between presence and absence,
between completeness and something less than it.

These are not poems to be understood,
but to be felt—
slowly,
in the quiet moments
where nothing seems missing,
and yet something is.