Just behind your footstep

just behind your footstep

the silence is most intense

with an unknown tenderness,

different from anything else.

Different from anything

you can hear or see.

The singing that follows your shoe,

the light that follows your hands.

Just behind your shoulder,

closer than you think, a peacefulness

as yet unknown to yourself

where the world is silent

for a deep and short moment

as after a silent promise 

from sealed lips.

(after Rolf Jacobsen, 1907-1994, Norwegian poet)

Photo credit: The photo was taken while crossing a small stream between Bårdsgarden and Innerdalen in Trollheimen in early autumn