The Quiet

Peace and quiet is what I seek
Followed by a long hard sleep
But when all is said and done
In the quiet I become

More and less then all my parts
Listening to my beating heart
Hearing the distant hum
Striking me both death and dumb

But in quiet I do find
Peace and comfort in kind
For as the world recedes
Primoral warnings I heed

Dark into the starless night
I stare and stare without fright
Listening to sounds unsung
Less desprate I've become

In bright sunlite day
Into the quiet world I stay
Seeing beauty seldom known
This forever be my home

Reviews

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. ah, surreal and consuming ... beautifully written ... all heart and all soul ... thank you for this ... i treasure my peace too ...