Aha!! Just couldn't dash off today without posting Part II from last night's notes! :)) I did it! Catch y'all later... LOL K xx

MEMBRANE OF SILENCE


In utero, they floated together like a pair of quotation marks. Separated at birth by watery distance, they knew nothing of each other’s existence save through a deep inner space, an echo chamber transmitting only outgoing waves, sounds that were never returned, leaving an unrequited emptiness.

Both were articulate, one with written forms and the other with speech. Year by year, they poured forth words from that listening, secret place where the only awaited response was that unknown echo that had been lost. And although their thoughts were taken and amplified by those with ears to hear, in their soul was deafness.

But with every release of words came peace; a certain sense of purpose finding its way home. With each flow from pen or palate, they blotted up intervening oceans and lay down dry land, building stone-by-stone a causeway. Finally just a narrow, fast-flowing river ran between.

And how to cross? By shallow skiffs, pulled by rope. From opposite banks they set out, hand over hand, gliding along the ferry cable, holding fast their unsteady course.

Meeting midway, the silken umbilical disappeared. Remembering, they pressed together print-matching palms. The membrane of silence broken; the river now an island beneath their feet.