snow shrouds earth yarn white
trees wear coats of frosted lace~
nature sleeps speechless.
mouth unable to form words
then sounds of desperation
inspired by wisdoms presence
awestruck I retreat into silence
the angel had a surreal glow that astounded me
I felt star-struck; was she my guardian angel?
She or he? It was impossible to tell which.
The angel’s voice gave me no clue either.
Androgynous angel, so I shall call her A.A.
I wanted to speak of the violence.
But I did not want to alarm her.
There are many good people here.
I did not want her to get the wrong impression.
I told her about the school shootings in the USA.
She listened, without comment.
I told her about New Zealand. They had a school shooting once.
They did not publicize the name of the perpetrator.
They did not give him notoriety or fame of any sort.
There was no spread in any magazine about him or his family.
No one raised money for his defense in a go-fund-me account.
Why doesn’t the USA do that? She asked me.
We are crazy here, I told her.
We have a convicted felon as our president.
A man who said he wanted to be a dictator and now he is one.
Our laws say even the criminally insane can purchase guns.
the NRA rules us in the USA
The angel was speechless
Realizing the pain of your heart deep inside,
Seeing through the subtle lies,
No longer speechless when intimidations rise,
Seeing the assumptions are their justifications to hide,
When the truth comes out, the pretend defend,
The accuser attacks the heart on the mend,
And so it tries to reverse the healing and just reignites and proves,
It's just more confirmation that God has shown them the truth,
And denying it won't change it, it just sweeps it under the rug,
And so then how can they mourn it and pray out of love,
He said in the end what is right would be wrong, and what is wrong would be right,
What is hidden in the dark room will come to light,
Seeing the deception, the avoidance of the truth,
Knowing that you must face these things in order to heal you,
The viper has venom in its teeth
The Scorpion in its tail
And a frustrated man in his soul
We humans are the most heavenly sent
Out of all the lives God has made
We are lucky enough to receive His grace
Out from His heart made no mistake
He still restore all His creation
That's why Noah loaded his ark
Only with speechless lives.
Words fail to match the beauty of the park
The magic stillness of the early autumn day
Leaves fall across your smile, completing your remark
Leaving me speechless in this colorful decay
The trees look tall in their patchy outfit
Lone robin sings somewhere in the height
So shall we go, before the dusk commits
Its usual crime, obscuring the daylight.
flowers stretch towards light
grasping every bright sun ray
leaving sun speechless
Subtle adrift in inundation
Enlarge can never behold the grip
Forsake bounty repel all cliff
Unprepared to kindle kisses
Child that never orphan
Endless bonds search knots
Wail of wind catches despair
Sands answerless all homes
Migrant birds flock to warmth
Flamingo across continents, forever.
Wasps festive in spring
Fragrance faint in day dry
Rays escort us everyday
As insects master their freedom
Delightful wings endeavor, butterfly
Colors and adorable motley flowers
Beauty everytime wanes
Between two beautiful fares
Paint the truth inside
Infinite that sincere utterless
Exquisite are speechless forever
Who can define softness
Charms of eternal belongs
Savor once in realization.
I see her from afar
I don't need a name
I can daydream all the same
It's not easy
For romance comes to those who try
And it feels like I'll live or die
And when it finally happens
I'm not hopeless
I'm speechless
It's hard to argue
Clean energy, climate change
To someone who looks forward
Gladly to Apocalypse!
Silence is golden ~~
when you have nothing to say!
written January 24, 2022
Chaos and riots
Epidemics and wars
Confusion like tornado hurricane
Confinement, speechless, quiet, calm, rest and unspoken words
However people are drowned in the sounds of nature
Rattle of the rain
Whizzing of the wind
Rustling of the leaves
Wheedling of the birds
Chirping of the crickets
Echoing in the caves, jungles and mountains
Roaring of the sea
Murmuring of the stream
Buzzing of the bees
Hissing of the snake
Quacking of the ducks
Mooing of the cows
Woofing of the dogs
Groaning of the sick
Wheezing of the lungs
Humming of a lullaby
Grumbling of the oldies
Mourning of the dead
Sighing of the loser
Applause of the winner
Any other voices may be drowned
During this political, economic and epidemic crisis
Stay speechless ,calm and cool
As the ushering in of the Chinese New Year
Looking forward to a better year
Only melodies but no blasting or booming
Maybe some sounds buried in the wind
That's the voice of your heart
Stop violation, politicking, trafficking and hegemony
As the world
Is a part of everybody's legacy in a will
Although all along the world is speechless and unspoken
So often felt without a word
many handicaps come in at one time
nerves, stress, tight throat, breathless
these things gripped causing false rhyme
Panic signs make one lose control
being under its grip I fall to lose
no word you feel can be said
thinks I'd be better on a cruise
Strive through life to find calmness
knowing this is the elusive jewel
one wonders can it ever be found?
not like one's spirit needing renewal
There comes a time to consider
that there's no more I can do
just got to leave it in God's hand
His sovereign purpose will come true
Being speechless without a word
so often this was my plight
but be thankful it's not all the time
in my dark tunnel, there's some light
(Thinking about a time I was rendered speechless which in fact has happened a few times in my life, so this is my experience of these times.)
His kiss made her speechless until Bart
Broke wind with a silent, killer fart!
The child is perpetually angry
Because he is incredibly sad
He is not a delight to his teacher
Enjoys stirring things up
Often keeps his classmates on edge
His teacher can only take so much;
then he comes to me.
I am the school counselor.
I understand he is in pain
But seeing his face daily is a downer
Because he cannot release his sadness
It has been there a long time
Keeping it has been one way
To keep in touch with his birth parents
Who were probably also sad
Today I heard him laugh for the first time
Twice in a row.
I was amazed and excited
I asked him what career he wants
NFL Player
I said what about when you are fifty?
I will be a counselor, he said. You inspire me.
I was speechless.
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