Silence
The silence has been audible
I hear it all around.
I truly haven’t known before
That silence has a sound.
We all sit without conversing.
There's nothing left to say.
If our loved one survives the night.
He may not survive the day.
We’ve unplugged all the noisy clocks
That would disturb his rest.
When everything is quieted,
One hears the silence best.
All of time has been suspended
As has each throbbing word.
A life of merit is ending
And now the void is heard.
Copyright © Joyce Johnson | Year Posted 2010
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