Delving Into the Depth of Silence

When golden starlight abandons darkened skies and halcyon silence greets the paling of dawn... that's when I am able to solemnly contemplate my awakened sentiments in tranquil solitude. Before the world awakens as if in a rendezvous, I linger amidst an interlude, a quiescent tryst. When darkness fades to aurorean glints, I witness the painting of a nuanced murk. There, upon the birth of the sun's horizon is brushed a blended mural in pastel tints slowly rising from the gently rippled sea. On a raft of serenity, I find myself afloat, eyelids closed but able to see more clearly than when they unfold to bustling scenes. I am serene in the placid hush of daybreak, listening to the truth of life's one true purpose. Too often we scurry as ants in hurried moments. In blurred visions my eyes behold the world's noises pelting my ears like tympany drums obscuring significant thoughts from my mind until I could make no pertinent sense of it. But silence explains everything in vivid detail. It enlightens me, leading me into a quiet realm where I am in harmony with peaceful silence and filled with an overwhelming sense of stillness that delves deeper than any sound could proffer.