EBBING SILENCE
Along the icy 🥶 labyrinth! Shhh! It festers quiet 🤫!
A cryâ€S‬talline wave wander’s around

As the moon soars hâ€I‬gh up the ground

And the timbers aâ€L‬ong the creek howler in a 
new tongue

Swooping hâ€E‬avy on whites, a drowsy billow, 
settles down

This hour in slumber marches o'er the 
midnight ruâ€N‬

While the â€C‬reepy cold venerates to launch a 
haunt ....

O! Look! Slow in motion, the mâ€E‬adows, adjunct 
to unknowns
🧡🦢🦢🦢🧡 ✨💫
© ✍️ Madhu Goteti August 25th, 2024
About the Creator
Madhu Goteti
The thrums in the strums and the delights in the humdrum of life have always fascinated me.
It’s that feast of reason and flow of soul; in all that I see and all that I shall behold!
I am an avid lover of art and philosophy!
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