Realization
In the eerie hours of dawn,
slumber envelops
and stillness speaks
It's resonance sweet .
The air slips in and out of rooms
like the vapory clouds
merging with the skies.
The marbled floors
palpably breathe
mystic sensations
heard by the inner self,
stirred by friendly
embers of stillness.
In the busy hours of
my mundane life
having traversed
half the span of life
I have never paused
to meet the
silent companion
inside me
and to hear
its soulful rhapsody
reverberated by the subtle
strings of stillness.
Copyright © Silima Nanda | Year Posted 2019
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