Soft And Silky Silence Poem by Evelyn Judy Buehler

Silence is very likely quite abundant in heaven,
And all was pure bliss before the noise rebellion,
For thoughts were loud then and never impelled,
From any of the places where beauty once dwelled.

In absence of music magic so much would be lost,
But it's so wrong to tolerate sound at any cost!
The spirit craves rosy silence in order to glow,
Soft and velvety smooth as summer night moonglow.

In its tangible embrace, genuine rapture is found,
Like a cherry blossom spring when no one's around,
Or multicolored nature paths which lead everywhere,
With promise of serene beauty until you get there!