by Ken Tanaka

Created on: January 03, 2009

I am listening to silence

Surrounded by majestic trees

Where nothing stirs and not a breeze

Dare touch me. Where I do not pense

On anything except the silence.

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Light filters through the foliage dense

And floods a vast and leafy sea.

I hear the silence. It hears me,

As we commune without defense,

And I unite with the silence.

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I appreciate quiet in its absence.

In a world so full of noise

Amused by honking, beeping toys

I take my leave. And hence,

I lie here listening to silence.

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