The dead don’t speak
Or so it’s said
But I have heard the whispers
From beyond the grave
Or so it’s said
But I have heard the whispers
From beyond the grave
Tag: silence
Hearing Silence
In the emptiness, I listen
In the silence
I begin to hear the wind
I render the wind silent
And begin to hear the sand
Rustling across the dunes
Silence the sand
To hear the dune
Which sings the song
Of desert’s true nature
Lotus Petals
Petals fallen
To dimpled pond
Where raindrops gather
On lotus pads
A thousand diamonds glittering
Under slate grey skies
To dimpled pond
Where raindrops gather
On lotus pads
A thousand diamonds glittering
Under slate grey skies
Rain quells nature’s sounds
No songbirds sing
No children shout
Ours are the only ears
To hear
The gentle white-noise patter
Of rainfall
Coming back to Earth
In the dawn time
In the dawn time
When the light lies low
Yet vibrant
When the dew clings
And the earth seems still
Until at last I feel
Burn it off
Burn it away
Patinaed shell
This armour plate
Which walls me off
From light’s deceit
Reveal raw flesh
Beneath repose
So I must feel
The pain it knows
Burn it away
Patinaed shell
This armour plate
Which walls me off
From light’s deceit
Reveal raw flesh
Beneath repose
So I must feel
The pain it knows
