Wednesday, 2 August 2017


IN SILENCE

She speaks to me in ancient tongues
incomprehensible to the mind.
Language that knows no words.
Mysteries long forgotten, yet known
are being awoken and remembered.
Patiently waiting, resting in eternity
only to be revealed through silence.
Time and time again. And again...
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