Silence

Silence By Chritopher Ross Livingstone 

The turn of every season in the wise ages of each year

In years of experience granted to me maturity

The realisation came after an anxious heart

Fluttering lhrough the waves of emotional motion 

I stand to stop and to take notice

What I crave is silence 

Silence in sentivity 

The times and the toll of it

Deep in the heart

Silence in the space I hold

To let go of the magnitude 

Silence to know the healing nature 

 

Silence is sacred to reclaim all that is lost 

Holding it and seeking the time expereince 

Despite the senstations 

Emotions of an anxious heart and a wide open wound

Silence is a powerful as I see and feel my healing

To bringme forth to appreciate another day