Nothing nurturing
to say…
Silence.
Tactless truths educe dismay…
Silence.
Cherished secrets stored away
In silence.
Soothing sleep at end of day…
Silence.
Poets rest a measured phrase
In silence.
On bended knee we humbly pray
In silence.
Soldiers listen and obey
Wordlessly, without delay.
And daylight lifts the gloom of gray
In silence.
And when our race is finally o’er
We scale the stairs to Heaven’s door
In silence.
Silence.
Tactless truths educe dismay…
Silence.
Cherished secrets stored away
In silence.
Soothing sleep at end of day…
Silence.
Poets rest a measured phrase
In silence.
On bended knee we humbly pray
In silence.
Soldiers listen and obey
Wordlessly, without delay.
And daylight lifts the gloom of gray
In silence.
And when our race is finally o’er
We scale the stairs to Heaven’s door
In silence.
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