The Unheard Sound
So vast in it’s scope
but silent is it’s sound
everything stops nothing heard
deafening indeed like lifeless hound
The human ear wait’s so eagerly
stretching itself for to listen
wanting a sound in their eardrum
but that’s nothing just simply missing
In this unheard silent sound
one feels such peace so still
thinking the world has stopped
don’t be fooled silence always will
(Silent thoughts and what it means to me)
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