When the dust settles
there is a silence.
Is that
the sound you seek?
The day
screeching to a half
all things ending
all things beginning
the light
fading
the eyes drooping
the sound slipping away
to be no more.
Is that
the sound you seek?
Boucning silently off
walls and
ceilings
to land
nestled in your ear
and forgotten.
Is it more the sound you seek?
As you slip
into the night
the last train
the only path left.
beautiful song and pictures,I do like the silence
Silence can be wonderful, except when you have little kids, Then you better run into the room where the kids are!!!!!
I do like the silence if wanting to reflect on something. c”,)
Silence is truly a gift at times, and a curse at others. Finding solace in silence is much harder.
I do agree with you. Most people have their own preferences into something.c”,)
That is exactly what I seek. Silence. Peace comes with silence I believe.
Thank you for these words Doc. You are a talented man.
Thanks, Carol. The poem was actually written many years ago, I wrote it while at the Indiana State teachers convention in the hallway between sessions. You can imagine the noise.