For me silence acts like a balm;
When I'm all alone enjoying a nature scene...as it calms,
While looking upon crystal, clear rivers, lakes & streams;
Where time stands still & feels like living in a slow-motion dream,
Other moments of silence are starry nights;
And quiet times of candlelight,
Warm scenes of sun up & sundown,
Cool scenes of snow-laden landscapes out in the country & in town,
Silence becomes 'GOLDEN' when not a whisper is heard,
Neither words nor songs from birds;
While there's not a sound...it's quite profound,
One wonders if their feet is still touching ground;
And you're possibly in a heavenly place;
Where only serenity exists with no noise-not a trace,
There's silence found lost in a good book... that one reaps,
And best of all is the silence & peace found when sound alseep.
Spiritsong
Jan.6/11
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem