Holding SilenceA Poem by George Coombsearly morningHolding Silence holding silence close in the heart needing refuge from interior noise... walking slowly feeling a gathering hush, sense of unearthly here in the innocent bird anthemed morning...
modest foliated trees are symbols of yearning for truth and clear seeing. ripples roam the lake... tremulous strings offering music to my waking eyes... oneness of all life, whispers... light unending
George Coombs
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AuthorGeorge CoombsBrighton and Hove, Southern, United KingdomAboutI am a retired lecturer from Hove in Southrn England. I write poetry, stories, essays and also draw and paint more..Writing
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