Silence
By Cinara
Silence silence is a thunder that vibrates the inner ear and echoes in the mellowed chambers of the mind it shears those umbilical connections that breath life and love into the vein and smothers the creative phrase of spoken thought it is a meadowlark wrapped in a shroud of “no” a harp buried in the unopened hymnal of the spirit a voice in a vacuum that sends a lance’s pain throught the stillness of the void and sears the nerve endings with empty burning it holds the ear prisoner to nothingness and oh, how painful the sorrow of the heart born on the fiercest edge of torture and I the victim of silence ponder the why and they the child of fear the brother of timidity the mother of loneliness all sit at the table of silence with me as I hunger for the veil of the unspoken to be lifted Written March 10th, 2002 © on Mar 09 2002 04:53 PM PST 0 • 10
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