The Inexpressible

“The mediator of the inexpressible is the work of art.” -Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

The inexpressible. What is it that can’t be expressed? What is it that stays put so that you may live on as if it never happened? That’s what I want to know. What buried itself deep into those folds that you call brain and left you silent without a word to describe it? Sometimes they leave a smell or a shape. It’s worth digging into.

Published by Jayne

Jayne is a writer. On her free time she likes to be with her family hiking outdoors and traveling. New England is her home and place of birth. When asked what she wants to teach the world she replied, "Don't stop searching. Too many times, in my old life, I put my search aside for more 'important matters.' I didn't realize the thing I was searching for held what was most important; my soul purpose." Jayne works daily on improving her craft and at times can get down on herself, but her favorite morning mantra is "It's a new day." and that's what she strives to start with.

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