Settled symphony, before a dusted dawn
a timid wind meanders from the sea.
Pulsing from the light of closed eyes,
Silence is for those with sharp sight.
Darkness is not one with the blind.
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Silence is not absence.
It is the observation of that
which is typically over looked.
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Calm.
Attention given to a demanding
Thum. Thum. Swelling.
To notice the meaning
behind a sentence cut short.
Calm,
is courage, not to be swept away.
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Darkness isn't evil.
It is not rot, but a pursuit.
A search for understanding
that
which is present
but remains
unseen.
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Peace is just as eager as I to run
beside the trouble that echos
within my
self.
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Peace doesn't leave until I do.
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S.M.H-B