I heard a woman say something like “all we artists really want to do is be seen”.

I am afraid to tell you who this woman is, because, if I do, you won’t hear me anymore.

I heard another guy say “if I stay silent, even the rocks will cry out”. And I’m afraid to tell you where I found that, because if I do, you won’t see me anymore.

If I put my hands on either side of your face, and I look deep into your eyes, and I hold contact…

Will my humanity weaken you?

Will my nearness humble you?

Will the warmth of my skin and the sound of my breath reach you?

Here I am, and I can’t stay silent. If I do, even the rocks will cry out.