eunoia (completed)

silence

Silence
is an enormous creature
gentle and shy.
It withdraws at the tiniest of sounds,
but never goes far.
Its power is its seemingly
absence when intruded upon
by raucous or din.
Its cunning and greatest secret
is a veil of brokenness.
It can not be heard,
but you can become aware of its constant substance
between beats,
lines played and spoken spaces.
It lays in wait
underlining,
underscoring,
witnessing.
Hidden in a chameleon skin,
sniper still.
Its magnitude is akin
to space.
It's the same silence
intimately revealed to each of us differently
in our logical and emotional perceptions.
We all share this one body of silence
but only when it chooses.

-July 26th 2015

a/n: comment and vote c;

-mickey