The loudest silence is one you can't hear
one without noise to pollute your ear.
The magic of quiet penetrates the soul
Crazy the quiet that fuels us all.
Don't interrupt your mind just let it run free
to a kind of Neverland that you cannot see.
You're Peter, you're Wendy, and The Lost Crew
The fairies you seek are just beneath you.
Hidden in the soil, the breath of Earth
From there is where all man is birthed.
Respect your mother for she is kind
allowing you to revel in her magical tide.
Enjoy the magic, the splendor of joy
because you are such a special girl or boy.
Listen to Earth and all that she tells
because it is her magic that keeps you well.
Listen well and you shall be rewarded
with endless knowledge of the magic that is wanted
Cherish her love of you. Express it.
But here's the trick, the killer repressant:
use your hands and your heart
seal your lips to get a good start.
Enjoy the silence while you have it here
because nowhere else can you have
Her ear.
YOU ARE READING
Confusion of the Mind
PoetryThis is just a random collection of poems straight from my crazy head. Enjoy! (*˘︶˘*)
