The Weight Below
For those who hold what others cannot see.

He stands where silence meets the sky,
a rope wound tight through trembling hands—
beneath him, stone and memory fly,
suspended by his lone command.

The rock, a heart too scared to fall,
wrapped in threads of duty, grief, and grace,
hangs heavy in the air’s thin call,
a burden none but he can face.

The cliff is time. The rope, resolve.
The clouds, the ghosts that whisper “yield.”
Yet still he leans, he will not solve
the pain—just hold it, unrevealed.

For some are anchors, not by choice,
but by the shape their soul became.
They bear the weight, without a voice,
and never ask for love or name.

Paul Baldry

My reflection on the unseen burdens we carry and the quiet strength it takes to hold on. Through two intertwined voices, The Weight Below explores duty, resilience, love, and the courage to bear what others cannot see, even when the heart trembles on the edge.

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