From silence to life floates he
Dancing his way to ecstasy
From silence to realization
Is a meadow, no mock creation
No pathway laid by the elder
No song already sung enough
No verse of the old
A story untold
Behold!
The meadow of freedom laid
Cloaked by no lewd pathways
Resonance on Stillness painted;
The stars upon night sky spread
Silence is the canvas spotless,
Akin to mystical nothingness
Upon which the songster
inscribes his truth and love.
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Bird Silent
Ceaselessly Sinking In Aesthetic Art & Mediocre Metaphors
The scars of my soul bleed through words in the form of poetry.
Within the well of silence , are thoughts that awaken the soul.....
_aditi_jamwal
