"when you sit in silence long enough
you learn that silence has a motion.
it glides over you without shape or form
exactly like water. its color is silver.
and silence has a sound you hear only
after hours of wading inside it. the sound
is soft...like flute notes rising up...
like the words of glass speaking."
"i have this strange sense that my silence is
preparing me for something i can't name..."
some days
so heartsore
silence
my only
companion
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