All these words
rushing like wind, flowing like water
burning like fire, bright as the sun
in praise of silence.
Words shake the ground and rattle the heart
tear down mountains, raise tall buildings
echo through green woods
in praise of silence.
In the deep ocean there are no words.
In the heart of the earth there are no words.
In the blackness of space there are no words
but the stars praise silence.
Alone on an empty road at dawn
praise silence.
Thursday, July 20, 2006
In Praise Of Silence
Labels:
free verse,
poetry
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