Kevin Clark

The silence

The silence,

in here it's an absolute bliss,

a homely time bomb,

a dormant volcano,

a complex simplicity,

even still,

The Silence.

 

It couldn't be louder

to those that wish to hear it,

but then there are others,

the warriors,

the predators,

For they don't understand.

But to be prey,

to be weak,

to be incomplete,

to be but only a mirage.

The silence.

 

For those that can hear

the desperate call 

from this structured imbalance,

they have the ultimate strength.

Its that of this sleeping giant,

for when it's awake,

For them it searches,

to them it relies on,

to them he finds peace,

tranquility,

yet, sound.

Around them,

 

No Silence.

Comments1

  • Fay Slimm.

    An expressive verse on a much needed subject - I agree silence is vital to the inner- fight . Welcome to this friendly site Kevin.

    • Kevin Clark

      Very kind words, gratefully appreciated.



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