Silence attends me
Walks at my side
A veil of wispy peace
A cove of solitude
In a riotous land.
Extinguish the racket of traffic
Cacophony of conversation
And blare of discordant clamor.
Cut free
The din
Of city sound.
Step into the tranquil.
Silence is not a condition
It is a habitation
A residence
An abode
Of the serene.
Disconnect.
Close your ears.
Let silence lift you.
Like the wind
That sifts grasslands
Like rains
That pepper the surf
Let silence prevail
Cover you in calm
And renew your soul.
Shelter yourself in quiet.
Monday, July 18, 2011
The Hush
Posted by The Dashboard Poet at Monday, July 18, 2011
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