Silence Speaks Everything

September 28, 2011
My mind;
a bowl that holds
Burdens.
When the pressure
overrides the space,
the anxiety pours out
across my face.
Curious crows circle around me,
pestering mice pickin' at my feet.
Is this a race?
Who's gonna see
the charade,
this masquerade
I neglect to conquer.
I've been caught
red handed, running
for the sake
Of Myself,
for the sake
Of Cowering.

The battered bridge
resting above the stream;
veiled to the shallow eye
is more than it seems.
Built from the hands
Of Truth through Tragedy,
it could set us free.

All those words
drip
and drip
and hit.

I can hear it now.
I can hear
the silence scream.
I let Nature's valiant arms
Embrace, Enclose, Enfold
me;
this is what I need.
Her Beauty,
Her Strength,
Her Story
has taught me.
Now I will not run
for the sake
Of myself,
but live for the sake
Of Living.





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