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Thursday, December 1, 2011

the sound of slience


I love silence
 

The balcony resounds with sound

Mothers screaming

Children crying

Neighbours complaining

The rain comes

I love the silence

Music infiltrates the space

The sound of heartbreak

The sound of dishes breaking

The sound of ignorance amplified

Fall colours diminish the sounds of summer

The rain dampens summer exuberance

The dead leaves sing a song of quiet celebration

I love the silence

Winter white spreads its wings

The world covered in blankets

The balcony is so quiet

Not a sound to be heard

The  sky is brilliant in star radiance

The white covered ground is beautiful

The only sound to be heard is the solitary snowflake

It weaves it's way between arguments

It settles on silence

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