The Music of silence

 

Sweet, yet so subtle, the sound of silence,

each stem of a thought, vibrating like a full board of keys,

each note more minute than the point of a pin,

to be heard subtly - just like the idea in the mist

that 'my car vipers can sing, the moving fingers in the silence of rain' 

you get lost, you forget what you know, who you are!

 

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