The Empty Chairs Led by Those Magnificent Minds

 

The Empty Chairs Led by Those Magnificent Minds

The empty chairs, led by those magnificent minds, remain untouched, their silence more eloquent than applause.

Unheard by the crowds, they linger in quiet indecision, where echoes outweigh certainty, and absence speaks in its own language.

Knowing nothing, yet surrendering to the rhythm, they move in quiet synchrony with the unseen beats of time— as though wisdom begins where certainty ends.

Mayanglambam Meerina