When Silence Speaks
In the solitude of my mind,
Something deep I find,
In the tranquil of my soul,
There’s a gentle flow.
A door opens to me,
I’m buoyed across the turbulent sea,
I’m embraced by silence,
I’m held by its hand.
As I walk through the meadow,
In the twilight shadow,
I’m alone with my thoughts,
I fetch from the fountain of silence.
It cannot be fathomed, the power of silence,
It can’t be said in a single sentence,
I find solace in its room,
A path out of gloomy ambience.
May 8, 2024.
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