Silence

Mind focused, alert, strong As an ox plowing the field. Called life breaking your back Fixing, covering up, and tending to the gardens needs Silent... Not once stopping for a break You step in the sweltering sun Beating you on the back with it's cat of nine tails Slowing your breath, waters pouring out from within Silent Still trekking along not losing sight of what's in front of you Not wondering how long it will take What lies in your path on the way to the other side All you see is the end of the field Silent You make it Looking back, you admire your work but Not being done you suit up Ready for another go at the plow. Moving, stern, determined, steadfast Not once thinking of what's behind you Not taking your eyes off the other side. Silent Not wondering what's to the left To the right Left, up, nor what's below. Just what's in front, your steely gaze not once taking your goal from your vision. Silently, you concentrate. Cancelling everything that is a distraction around you. Silence, is louder than any audible cry