Enough Music

Cressida Campbell

Enough Music

Sometimes, when we're on a long drive,

and we've talked enough and listened

to enough music and stopped twice,

once to eat, once to see the view,

we fall into this rhythm of silence.

It swings back and forth between us

like a rope over a lake.

Maybe it's what we don't say

that saves us.

Dorianne Laux

“Maybe it’s what we don’t say...” That strikes a chord. How many times have you held your tongue for just that one second, have you thought – maybe I’ll wait a minute, maybe I have too much to lose here. Maybe I’ll keep this to myself. 

Having just finished a long drive, I've also had enough music. "A rhythm of silence." A rhythm of silence. I'd never thought about it that way before.