For Those Who Seek Greater Listening,


The world whispers constantly, yet so few pause to listen. In the rush to speak, to declare, to be heard above the roar, silence is too often mistaken for inaction, and listening for weakness. The strength of intentional silence is not an absence but a presence, a deliberate choice to hear what others cannot.

Silence. It is the drawing of the bowstring. The breath in our lungs. It is the predator waiting, observing the lay of the land before the strike. To misinterpret this as fear is an unfamiliarity with subtlety and restraint.

The loud often demand clarity, yet clarity is not found in noise. It is in the space between words, the weight behind actions, and the roots that grow unseen. The one who listens learns; the one who speaks without pause deafens even themselves.

The tree does not cry out as it bears its fruit. The river does not boast of its power as it carves mountains. They endure, grow, and change without the need for constant affirmation.


Take heed and listen. Only then will you understand.


Dia'ruis Eternal,

Varshatesh Kuzirnai
Kin of Nivios
Listener to the Rhythm
Listener of the Deep
Chorus of Choruses



Penned by my hand on Gosday, the 3rd of Dharos, in the year 9 AC.