Silent Song Poem by Philo Yan

Silent Song



Rolling clouds touch horizon
Swirling tides from high to low
Turning air from warm to cold
Moving lights to shadows slow
Brightest day turns dusky grey
Spinning fast another round
Spurring mind to settle down
Hopeful love, lost and found
Singing songs of living life
Sing out soft or sing out loud
Sense the silence in the sound.

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