Lying ever so still among the hidden.
Lying ever so still among the broken.
Lying ever so still among the absent.
Lying ever so peacefully in the dark,
As the silence begins to consume.
Can they hear it? Can they hear the battles at rest? For it is the rest of the all mighty as they think about what they have done. Can you hear the inner thoughts of those who need to think? Of those who need to track their desires? If people listen they can hear it and with it they can hear the universe and the balance it brings.
Some say, that the voices the whispering wind brings is news that lacks of good intentions. Some say that the absence of anything is something to be frightened of. For the absence can bring sadness, guilt, regret, and shame. It can bring the flooding emotions of things humans often do not wish to feel or even speak about. If one is quiet than one is forced to feel uncomfortable and to think about what one has done. The lack of anything can be frightening if that idea is made up.
Some say, that the peace that lasts for moments can bring anything for joy. Some say that the nothingness expressed can only mean something deeper. Perhaps deeper thoughts, feelings and ideas. Peace of mind can rise and with that the memories of the forgotten ring true. Silence brings joy and joy brings something unexpected. The one little and rare moment where one remembers the past can bring light to who knows how many new revelations. The one little moment where one realizes something new can happen with a little push can bring upon a state of needed change.
Absence or peace. Balance or grief. Memories or regret. Remember the magic of the scenario where peace brought something else that was different compared to the rest of the human emotions.
Lying ever so still among the hidden.
Lying ever so still among the broken.
Lying ever so still among the absent.
Lying ever so peacefully in the dark,
As the silence begins to consume.
Silence itself has the choice to bring despair or happiness through the emptiness of the moment. Let it bring light to a new tomorrow.
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