Silence isn't the absence of noise it's the muteness of words
The stillness of death and the silence of the dark tomb is heavy and laden with unresolved regrets
that waits for the judgement day to call …it's purpose for now..stillness …..but yet keeping the secrets of the dead.
Beneath the bluest ocean filled with life, there exists a silence of preoccupation- just basking with the sharks in the languorous, undulating tides- mute yet voluble.
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Silence is sometimes the glue that holds life together, sometimes the very thing that tears it apart. A poem full of wisdom, understanding human nature, and surely something we all need at times. A stunning poem. Thank you dear poetess.
Thank you so very much Chris - you have a wonderfully crystalline view of human nature that is so uplifting and your comments are absolutely spot on.! .Silence can be so many, many things- sometimes a much needed blessing and at others a terrible curse. Lodigiana x