Stillness wraps the world in grace,
In the hush, we find our place,
Lightly treading where shadows fall,
Emotions rest, no sound at all.
Nothing stirs, yet much is heard,
Conversations beyond a word,
Echoes of the heart, serene and pure.
About the Creator
Violence Begets
"Any last words, cowboy?" "None you'd understand, sodbuster." "Funny. That's Marshall Sodbuster to you. But I meant some last nugget that would help us in the adjudication of the myriad offenses counted against you and your gang. I wasn't asking for penitence."
By Adam Diehl5 days ago in Fiction
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