Echo of Silence
Echo of Silence
In an allegorical abode
Where no one has ever been
There I abide
Staring the solitary beam
That paints my heart with happiness
Walk resplendently through the quietness
Of winds
Suddenly, I felt an echo outrun me
And as a touch of the cold blade
Of an invisible sword
I was harried
Fear grasped me in the throat
With its cold hand
In an allegorical abode
Where no one has ever been
Where
Comes
The echo
Where?
Silence had its place in this abode
It dwelled in the silence of dusk and dawn
You remember that silent night?
When a king was born
Then I half-spoke
And my voice went before me
Like a thunderstorm
In the barren terrain of an open cosmos
Asking, who is there? Who are you?
What?
I’m alone, murmured my heart
Who must have induced such echo?
That fretted my tranquil nerves
Asked my lead mind
And sequel to the perfect silence
That answered my questions
Then I realized
It was an echo of silence
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That had its place in the abode
Copyright © Emmanuel Abiodun Oke | Year Posted 2010
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