Reverberating in the drums of the ears,
the clink and clank of bangles,
some jingles some jangles…
The grainy vibration in the pineal antenna
the sandy quivering of a broomstick,
husky straw fibers swishing a leafy floor
The creaks and the croaks
of a wooden door…
The buzzing of wasps
on a quietly tranquil night
Or the touch of a soft breeze
humming through a cloudless sky’s sight
The rustling susurrations of leaves
stirring before a storm
A reptilian whisper that sounds somewhere
at the edge of time where breaks a norm…
Is silence full of quiet,
or is it a sound of mystery?
The sounds of silence, perhaps, lead the way
to the quietude where
silence is all empty and free!
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