Thrones

You never just sit.
And a throne never simply waits.

It listens – and not only to what you say.

To laughter shared around a table.
To conversations that refuse to end.
To quiet victories no one applauds.
To the silent storms you survive without witnesses.

Some thrones hold a single soul.
Others hold stories still being told.

A throne holds all of it.

The contradictions.
The confidence.
The moments.

Some thrones are just furniture.
The right one dares to recognize you.