Silence
Silence
The unrehearsed prayer
muttered by the heart
that forms the words
and the mouth
that makes it heard
The burning lightning strikes
at a distant horizon
sparks the deserted way
Its neon glow shoots the stars up
The howling wind kisses
The snow draped meadows
Where the butterfly pauses
and listens..
The sluggish dew gracefully slips
along the ribs of a leaf
stops at its tip, clinging
tempting to drop
The migrant bird perching
the bare tree, searching
for pair tweeting and singing
The snowflakes tenderly fall
along the weathered quay
where waves are tamed and free
The listless swaying
of the pine leaves stirs
the spiritless white morn
in the snowy moor
The wishing gush of the streams
chants the tenderest lullaby amidst
the most challenging trek and trail
The brave moon in December
gracefully shows up its splendor
against the web of clouds
and unabated mists
The slumbers is perfected beneath
the cozy comforter where sighs
of weariness are forgotten
in its heavenly hug..
If silence is broken by my own chatter
all alone I am left not appreciating
the noiseless art and beauty that
tap my noisy heart...
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