A question does not always want an answer immediately.
Sometimes it wants a little room.
A place to sit. A window left open. A silence that has not yet decided what it means.
Perhaps this is one of the smallest forms of trust:
to let the question remain alive
without mistaking its unanswered state
for failure.
Some things need solving.
Others need noticing.
And some—
perhaps—
need only enough space
to become a better question.
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