Listen to Silent Speak
You've heard it.
You know it.
Some fear it, I love it.
The silence that is not so quiet.
A place that is without a sound.
Search high search low, there is not a soul to be found.
For some, panic starts as their hearts begin to pound.
Some run and flee from this silent ground.
They are scared of the unknown.
They panic being alone.
They take comfort in life's dull drone.
Yet few ever notice.
The amazing chorus.
That preforms for us.
As we listen with a calm focus.
The beauty the rages in the quiet.
The glory that reigns in the silent.
The majesty the rules the whispered.
The amazing song rarely heard.
In this moment of peace and calm.
When a great knowledge starts to dawn.
As wisdom collects and you can see the pros and cons
The burdens you've carried are suddenly gone.
You think you know this kind of silence?
You know?
You can relate?
Then don't ignore me for being silent,
But listen to the silent speak
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