Go take a walk, it doesn’t matter anymore where you go, you will meet Him there.
Go down to the cafe, look at stranger’s faces again and be thankful for that light.
Or up on the hill, with the birds still hunting their prey. But don’t grow tired watching them work
so hard. Just watch and be grateful, and return. Maybe you’ll have something left
to say. Or maybe, one day, you will just be silent again. And more yourself.