My muteness has a motive, my restraint a reason, my caution a cause.
All will eventually be revealed. Or not. We'll see.
I stand at the edge of this abyss and I wish for a gust of wind to send me tumbling. Just a tiny push. That's all the justification that I'd need.
My patience has a purpose, my resolve a reward, my determination a destination.
All will eventually be revealed.