In Golden Silence
In Golden Silence
by Terry Richardson
I've seen you quite often,
Very seldom from afar.
I know your light is shinning,
High amongst the brightest of stars.
Silence is golden
and leaves no trace
of anything behind...
Not a single thought
to survive the night,
nor moment of reverie
to dwell upon or wish.
Not a stray beam
of loosened heartlight,
nor a single knowing glance
to softly bring within.
Not a gentle smile
to warm the way,
nor a passion fevered touch
to draw the breath deep.
Silence is golden
so the vibrant tones
of play and gentle music
may not be.
Not a simple whisper,
nor single heartbeat speak.
No spell of magic woven
nor brightness of spirit flowing.
In Golden Silence...
I weep.
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