Silence

Posted on July 21, 2015 by

Silence is like fresh snow
Without the paw marks of the fox
Silence waits for a perfect moment
Miles Davis picking up his trumpet
Or, Beethoven with a blank sheet of paper
Silence offers itself to us
Casting away despair, and banality
Silence is perfection saying
‘Use me wisely.’

(Chris)

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3 Responses to Silence

  1. Peter Baxendale says:
    July 26, 2015 at 7:45 am

    Symbolic and amazingly evocative. What hidden talents, Chris

    Reply
  2. ianmichael43 says:
    July 25, 2015 at 8:13 pm

    I really like this – it packs a lot into a small space. Moving!

    Reply
  3. ianmichael43 says:
    July 25, 2015 at 8:09 pm

    I really like this Chris, it packs a lot into a small space!!

    Reply

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