Sitting on the promenade
Or the sandy beach below,
Feeling the wind blow softly
Through your hair and kiss
Your face.
Or walking through a woodland glade
With the wind rustling the leaves
On golden trees in autumn.
And litter leaf blowing under your
Feet as you walk.
Or watching a milky moon softly
Glide across a clear night sky,
A clear orb shining through in the
Night. Silence speaking volumes
Pregnantly profound.
That peaceful silence, still, yet
Living, surrounding your thoughts
As your mind meanders like the gentle
Waves of an oasis in a desert
That will revive lost souls.
What peace there is when the
World is still, where we can listen
To the silence that floats through
Our mind, relaxing our whole
Being. Silence and stillness does
Quietly speak.
Difficult these days to find a quiet spot in which to meditate but I know what you mean when you do find a place for to sit and think in solitude how it revives the soul. Thoughtful well written poem which I really enjoyed reading Thanks for sharing BB : O)
Silence, the still voice of calm is beautifully resonating in your wonderful soothing poem. Lovely, David wood!
Mr. David read the poem a good poem selection of words and the feeling great /Memory is a big canvas where we can paint the past, feeling never dies till we breathe and after in dark unknown to me/u know keeats wrote in Psyche about the fane in untrodden region of mind it is with all if one feel thank very heart touching 10/10
Though I prefer rhyme you swept we away with your sounds of silence inspiring poem. It was a beaut, with wisdom in the telling
A great mind and a great soul must be holding the pen during the creation of this wonderful poem Excellent, David
Wonderfull poem, i truly love it...awesome! Thanks for sharing.10/10
Awesome poem! I can feel the silent stillness relaxing me as I read it. It's very calming, I listened to that small voice of calm while reading. Excellent read, very well written. Thank you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hi, it's all in how someone takes it in. Like Duframe in shawshank, how he didn't let the prison imprison his mind. But I'm a very concrete thinker, and don't have that capability, so lemons stay lemons for me. the poem itself is calming, so it reflects well its idea.