SHH! Can you here my thoughts?


Paper, Pen, Thoughts

Shhh; the stillness in the air around me

The chaos from which my thoughts consume me

Shhh; listen. Can you not herer these thoughts?

Not easily said, barely spoken.

Written. Yes Written. Written are my thoughts

Smoothed from a jumbled pile of notes

Composed into a beautiful symphony.

Shhh; can you here these thoughts?

Listen and you will here

The crescendo of every rising action 

The lagato of every tear that falls

The mezo forte of ever warming memory

The pianisimo of the quiet nights as you sat with me

Listen as my pen directs

Listen as the paper forms the story that is my song

Shh; Listen, and you can here my thoughts


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