The Lightness of Quiet

I’ll open the window.
You, in your warm way,
Welcome in the nighttime hush.

The heavy words
We’ve carried all week
We’ll offer, quiet, to the breeze.

To a hearer, between us
Won’t be much,
But to a seer will be everything.

In this witnessed solitude
Our spirits have a ballroom.
In the silence between us
They slow dance.