Restorations.
There exists a silence not found by sound,
as in the heart of a desert or deep
under oceans or at the start of dawns'
lightening horizons an
inaudible stillness, though speechless
perfects its own restorations
where profound mutely vibrates with
voiceless bequests
the peace that nature always propounds.
Though hassled with stress and battling
'gainst troubles time will transfer
to memory's aphonic dimensions doses
of shush to resurrect countless
moments of most treasured happenings
knowing love's past
succumbings never did need sound.
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Author:
Fay Slimm. (
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perfectly postulated & wrapped in a poem of profound beauty .......... N x
Good write Fay.
And now my next poem: 'There exists a silence.... far away from my singing'. It's in Cuckoo Land!' heehee.
With each new dawn, a new gift. Thanks Fay for shining your light. 😊
So beautiful.
The beautiful, peaceful moment of the day to enjoy.
Those time of silence in our lives are so important Fay.
Andy
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