Silent Poem by Madison M Cammue

Now i know the flight of the day
She move in silent
and act in mysteries ways
as things happen for purpose and not by accident

Silent was the beginning
as the earth was void
so, i wish for the ending
to this silent life of all

Her language is the breeze
seeping thru us gently
so, is silent dangerous than speech?
And than, the answer that came, came friendly

Yes.Life take form, from silent
and in the wake of the night,
when ur thoughts become violent
the morning move in silently; if u don't fight.