Sweet silence,
How it soothes the soul,
In recompense,
On grassy knoll,
For days gone by,
With raucous sound,
Where time does fly,
And noise abound.
A stirring blade,
Of spring’s new grass,
A zephyr’s breath,
That will not last.
Soft colors add
More inner peace,
No room for sad,
When angst does cease.
This poem was inspired by a post from ‘The Darkest Fairytale‘ that you can find by following the link. The featured image is from the Andromeda Botanic Gardens in Barbados.
This was so damn interesting. 🙂
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Thanks. I appreciate your enthusiasm.
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Pleasure. 🙂
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Love it!
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A most lyrical and flowing interpretation of where we would all like to be from time to time.
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Thanks. Sometimes Silence can be Golden as well.
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Very true
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