In a cacophonous roar, we try to find beauty.
Or is it truth?
Look inwards.
Deeper.
What is there?
Can we hear the silence yet?
An infinitesimal moment of peace.
And then…
A single note.
Another.
More.
Rhythm.
Beauty (truth?) begins.
And grows.
Bring it to the surface.
Share it.
The cacophony is silenced for a moment.
