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SILENCE The bounty of faithful spring and the promise of joy in the fragrance of colorful flowers, bestows the melodious sparrows a tune to last the promising days. As the sparrows hymns the muse of love and breaks the dawn with blissful rays of undying cheerfulness, stream of thought passes by, as I sit and watch the reminiscent past unfurl within me and a thought of you feeding those restless sparrows. This dreadful feeling of lonesome thought blurs the fanciful reality and I lost for your presence, gazes at the moon, the perfect refuge for the silence in me. The dreaded owl has lost its night. The beautiful silent moon and the stars of fortune, fortuneless as it weep besides the mighty moon, witnessing the lost owls find reason and hope. The tender Oak amongst the willows and the meadows, the rise and the fall has she witnessed, as she hardened for centuries, beautiful springs n harsh winter winds passed by and yet, it has witnessed nothing as extraordinary as the foolishness of the human existence. In silence, she spoke the truth unheard. The coastal wind sweeps the dreadful autumn, the fragrance of the colorful flowers are no more than a mere reminder of the immortality of impermanence. Unwelcomed treasure has the greedy lost in the deep calm oceans and as she ushers the coastal winds to purify the season, in silence the wind sweeps by, blowing softly through the corner, searching souls of the grey greedy unfound. in silence, does the glorious sun watch the vanity, yet in silence does she speaks, gazing upon the greedy and the stingy, but has not she a friend to call, and a memory to share, for in silence the truth kept silent, though mighty and wise as she is, a lonesome curse of silence fell, her hatred grew and did she displayed, ere the dawn she weeps her rays, a display of might every morning. Lost in these silence, I gaze at the vast empty sky that consumes my vision, as I lay silently watching the sky hover and make signs and symbols so significant, the prediction of history above our heads silently ignored.....the beauty of silence silently ignored..
Posted on: Mon, 26 Aug 2013 02:21:44 +0000

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