Echoing Silences

 Echoing Silences

Silence prevails, yet echoes ring,

Within the soul, whispers cling.

A distant stir, now quiet and still,

Shapes its voice, bends to its will.

The rustling wind, the softest tread,

Deepens thoughts, words unsaid.

In silence lies a hidden lore,

A truth that life cannot ignore.

A drop descends, on a leaf it rests,

Its echo wakes the lake’s deep breaths.

The silence hums, a gentle tune,

Weaving music beneath the moon.

The beat of hearts, the breath’s soft plea,

A silent symphony for all to see.

In quiet’s embrace, one learns to hear,

Echoes of silence, ever so near.

Far away in mountains high,

The silence roars, the echoes fly.

Each hush holds a tale untold,

A timeless mystery, pure and bold.

The mind reflects, its deep unrest,

In silence, thoughts are manifest.

Words left hanging, incomplete,

Find laughter in silence, bittersweet.

The traveler’s path, unknown and bare,

Finds solace in silence everywhere.

Moonlit skies and starlit seas,

The quiet calms, the soul appease.

Eyes that hold a carnival of dreams,

Yet silence speaks louder, or so it seems.

Its language profound, subtle, sublime,

Crafting poems, beyond space and time.

Silence never stands in vain,

It whispers wisdom through joy and pain.

Behind each quiet, a story gleams,

A rising sun, with radiant beams.

The song of echoing silences deep,

In every heart, a secret they keep.

An ocean vast, of quiet sound,

Life’s mysteries in its depths abound.