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Silence


I heard all things in the heaven and in the earth Passion was there I loved with caution—with foresight And every morning, when the day broke I could scarcely contain my feelings The beating of a heart That’s something with awe I knew it well I felt the presence I breathed, I smiled A light heart It grew quicker and quicker, and louder and louder every instant I thought it might just burst I gasped for breath The noise steadily increased But anything was better than this agony! I placed my hand upon the heart It was a low, dull, quick sound There was no pulsation Silence
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