The waters are suddenly still
Though I feel the wind blow through my soul.
Slowly, all sound ebbs away
As silence, pregnant with joy, descends.
The world has stopped turning,
The clouds have ceased
Their aimless wandering across the sky,
Not a leaf moves
Nor a mole, nor a mouse,
Nor even the tiniest of creatures
That make up our life.
The world has gone quiet,
If only for a moment -
That stretches out impossibly in my mind.
My restless soul is hushed
As I come to terms with this beauty
And my beating heart is slowly stilled
When you kiss me.
Monday, December 28, 2009
Quietitude
Posted by Oneiric at 10:04 AM
Labels: A Soft Love, Ancient Stuff
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This is a good one too !!!
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