Not all silence is empty
It’s filled with soft murmurs
of the sounds
that can’t be heard
Silence is a gift
given by daydreams
taken by nightmares
drenched in a cold yet welcoming touch
Its gentle hands cup your face
and whisper
"It’s ok"
You can snuggle into its arms
and feel safe and steady
It listens
It shares your emotions
It will hold your tears
for a moment
Then wash them
and let them dry
It will toss your soft smile
into the air
and let it combust around the walls
covering them in honey-filled sunlight
It will bring you the hum of noises
that you never bothered to listen to
It stoops down
to hand you this gift
It’s proud of its work
Proud of the way it can hold you
when no one else will
When the silence next hands you
this rare and inspiring gift
try to remember
that it knows
it understands
It’s filled with soft murmurs
of the sounds
that can’t be heard
Silence is a gift
given by daydreams
taken by nightmares
drenched in a cold yet welcoming touch
Its gentle hands cup your face
and whisper
"It’s ok"
You can snuggle into its arms
and feel safe and steady
It listens
It shares your emotions
It will hold your tears
for a moment
Then wash them
and let them dry
It will toss your soft smile
into the air
and let it combust around the walls
covering them in honey-filled sunlight
It will bring you the hum of noises
that you never bothered to listen to
It stoops down
to hand you this gift
It’s proud of its work
Proud of the way it can hold you
when no one else will
When the silence next hands you
this rare and inspiring gift
try to remember
that it knows
it understands
Comments
Log in or register to post comments.