Silence
Oh I love the silence
when I walk in the dark
to hear my own heart beat
able to count my own pulse
the silence has a smell
all of its own
the city the parks
the forest where I roam alone…
the silence has depth
reaches deep down in my soul
no fear of being there neither lost or alone
it’s like going home
to be with that someone
once long gone
Clyde A. Wray
April 8, 2009
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