"Echoes of Silence"

 

In the realm of quiet solitude,

Where tranquility resides,

Lies a realm where whispers intrude,

And the echoes of silence abide.

 

Within this hallowed, sacred space,

Where noise meets its demise,

A symphony of stillness takes place,

A chorus that gently sighs.

 

The echoes of silence softly speak,

In the language of the heart,

Revealing truths that run deep,

In a world torn apart.

 

They resonate in empty halls,

Where memories silently dwell,

Telling stories of triumphs and falls,

In the whispers that they tell.

 

In the depths of a tranquil night,

When darkness blankets the sky,

The echoes of silence take flight,

As shooting stars pass by.

 

They carry dreams on ethereal wings,

Whispering hopes to the soul,

Unlocking the magic silence brings,

As it heals and makes us whole.

 

They fill the void with subtle grace,

In the absence of spoken words,

Inviting us to embrace,

The wisdom silence affords.

 

Within the echoes, we find solace,

A refuge from life's noisy storm,

Where serenity holds its promise,

And wounds begin to transform.

 

In the echoes, we find a sanctuary,

A place to reflect and renew,

Where we confront our inner quandary,

And find strength to push through.

 

Oh, echoes of silence, so profound,

Your presence speaks volumes untold,

In the stillness, treasures are found,

In your whispers, secrets unfold.

 

So, let the echoes of silence ring,

In the chambers of our soul,

May their gentle murmurs bring,

Peace that makes us whole.

Inkerbell