Fruit of Pause

“Fruit of Pause”

On a white canvas of stillness—a napkin, untouched and quiet—three fruits share a moment suspended in time. Two bananas, curved like mirrored parentheses, cradle a single red apple at their center, forming a quiet embrace of color and contrast. The bananas, still tinged with youthful green at the stems, lean not toward perfection, but toward becoming. The apple, bold and balanced, rests like a secret at the heart of the composition.

This isn't a bowl of fruit. It’s a vignette of balance and readiness. Of opposites in harmony—sweet and tart, soft and crisp, yellow and red—gathered in a choreography as unplanned as it is poetic.

Set against the white void, the trio speaks in shape and symbol. A pause between hunger and nourishment. A still life of intention. A moment before choice.

And maybe, just maybe, this arrangement wasn’t placed but discovered—as if the fruit knew how to hold each other.

🍌🍎 Quote

"Before the bite, there is balance—where fruit becomes form, and stillness becomes story."

🕊️ Poem: 

“The Moment Before Hunger"

Three fruits wait  

on a napkin blank as breath—  

not placed,  

but paused,  

as if silence had shaped them.  

Bananas bend like quiet questions,  

green-tipped and patient,  

curving inward toward the apple’s fire—  

a red heart unspoken.  

It is not yet a choice.  

Not yet a feast.  

Only a balance  

between what is offered  

and what is noticed.  

This is the altar of becoming—  

a choreography of opposites  

draped in absence,  

ready to bloom  

into meaning.