A Silence Knows the Fairest Reason

I attended three sermons in a row In the neighborhood church on Jackson. Tear dropped there too, on the quran of mine, sky-blue colored And on the cover of the hymn prayer book, it strangely rhymed. Sermon, On Fridays and Sundays Are they two unknown roads of Robert Frost? Equally worn out? Equally taken along frequency? So that strangers are mostly certain about the Tan, Sine and Cosine? After an incessant rain , we could tell each other a tale , stopping, “Reign!” Parentheses are like a memorandum of understanding, priorities of your own. Papyrus, After 5 pm, if they all there turn color blind to moo moo all the cows! Cows that can type, and can create superb hypes! I pressed, paused and neglected my churned up pasteurization As for now, Meaningful work-life -balance will do a sieve analysis, as per annum Soup egg drops in an ocean of lemon grass To make a way As the cook was befitting! Does not matter anyway, better leave her precious to leave or granted to go! Silence is gold at times, and dollar values are poisons! In-Activity or Inactivity A silence knows the fairest reason!