The Sound Of Silence

In this a beauty lies,

no bar withhold, forever shines,

With power of ease, of deceit, of grief,

with the power of terrifying

It holds within a mystery unknown,

of power, and awe, and legends afore,

Of life, of death, of heaven, of hell,

of god, and space, and the final farewell

A silence of the woods is a sound alike,

sound heard on a dawn hilltop hike,

Where all of life hangs in the air,

just disturbed by a mynah’s prayer

A peaceful calm, an amusing thought,

a frightening still, to a solitary crawl,

It hangs itself on a single note,

Falling and rising, like waves and a boat. . . .