The Sound of Silence

As the voice of darkness Fades into the deep recesses of my heart already laden with the temper tantrums of everyday life, I see your face in the fading light Bright, blooming.... Breaking the shackles of time. I listen to your voice in the awakening of dawn, In the chirping of birds, Laden with a promise of a better tomorrow A tomorrow without Death Without misery Without disease Without sadness Without the gruesome rape of life A tomorrow full of promises Full of hope Full of life I hear your voice Even when you don’t speak I hear you….. I hear….. the sound of silence