“We sit silently and watch the world around us. This has taken a lifetime to learn. It seems only the old are able to sit next to one another and not say anything and still feel content. The young, brash and impatient, must always break the silence. It is a waste, for silence is pure. Silence is holy. It draws people together because only those who are comfortable with each other can sit without speaking. This is the great paradox.”
I wonder how long these pieces of wood posts have been submerged in the water and if they are originally like that or parts of something much bigger, and what is their purpose, why they are there… They look like broken teeth of an old person. Weathered and decaying.