Silence does not truly exist
Nor does stillness
Not really.
Quiet and whispers, yes
But not silence and stillness.
a pantoum poetry challenge 2015:
I sit here seeking silence
What stillness I demonstrate
The wind tousles my hair
The pulse of my blood rhythmic in my ears
What stillness I demonstrate
Breath in, breath out
The pulse of my blood rhythmic in my ears
My breathing harmonizing with my heartbeat
Breath in, breath out
Oh so still, yet ever in motion
My breathing harmonizing with my heartbeat
Circling but never reaching Silence
Oh so still, yet ever in motion
The room echoes my Stillness
Circling but never reaching Silence
The window left open
The room echoes my Stillness
The wind tousles my hair
The window left open
I sit here seeking silence
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