Silence, so hard to pin down.
If you take away the sound,
Lower the volume and listen,
Ever so slightly, a whisper beckons,
Not quite a no-sound awakens and
Claims it has ceased to
Exist.
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Raymond G. Taylor
Author living in Kent, England. Writer of short stories and poems in a wide range of genres, forms and styles. A non-fiction writer for 40+ years. Subjects include art, history, science, business, law, and the human condition.
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Comments (9)
Almost like a zen koan, I think. Beautiful.
I love how you explore silence here :-)
I think I'm a little scared of silence. Because who knows what sounds I'll be forced to listen to. Loved this.
Very intriguing Silence acrostic ✅
We could all do with a lot more listening in this world I feel like 🙌🏽 Good luck in the challenge Raymond🤗
The silence is the sound of the Lord trying to teach an idea. Good work.
Oooo, this was sooo deep. Like I had to read it a few times to wrap my head around it. I loved it!
Well-wrought!
There is much noise in silence.