That Is Silence
Silence is like the night.
Calm, tranquil, like black silk.
Covering you like a blanket of death.
Ice, frozen raindrops, a sea of nothingness.
That is silence.
Wait, strain to hear, what was that?
Nothing but the sweet darkness that is silence.
Where can I go to escape this heavy feeling?
It's coming down more quickly; heavy, dark, nothingness.
That is silence.
Calmness, light, a tunnel, peace.
Is this the end?
Heaviness, hands of light reaching out to pull you in.
Finally, peace, a wash of sweet light.
That is silence.
Copyright © Rebecca Nichols | Year Posted 2007
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