Silence

Silence

The vessel of our thought, full with voice,

The absence of all that moves,

A sign of doubt,

Without,

A stitch in time too still to touch, too slippery to climb.

The zero of my world,

The start and end of all I know or knew,

With thought's unknown yet certain guest,

With love, the open ended view.


  • Originator :

    Mike de Sousa

  • Art Form :

    Poetry

  • Completed :

    2015

  • Status :

    Free to enjoy at Public Art World. May not be used for commercial gain. Copyright maintained.







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