Silence
I hear therefore I listen
The sound of silence is loud
It penetrates the flesh like knives
Listening is an art
It involves the inner brain
That lies beneath complacency
Water calls to us
It's where we came from
We are water bags
Who have learned to listen
For the sound of reason
In the silence of nature
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Art et Poésie au Crayon Livre suivant (Art and Poetry with a Pencil Part 2)
PoetryThese are rhymed and free form poems that express my thoughts on art, science, philosophy, life, love, politics and death as told from a scientist's point of view in some cases. This is poetry book No. 8
