Silent Retreat For the Soul
An Acrostic Poem
Slip away from the sounds that man has made; for in the silence of the ear, the mind screams
Instead, quiet the mind by filling the ears with the
Luscious laughter of the birds, the beauty of the spoken word bellowed by the bullfrogs’ song, the never-
Ending refrain of the crickets’ chorus, the swishing swaying of the grass on the breeze; the crackling
Nuances of a fire as it rustles with the wind, pierced by cry of lonely loon or that which howls at the moon, the
Catharses of a river as it crashes over falls, the calmness of a lapping lake on a rocky shore, in the
Ethereal peace, your mind finds the silence it needs and at last you are able to hear your soul speak
About the Creator
Rae Fairchild (MRB)
I love to write; putting pen to paper fills my heart and calms my soul!
Rae Fairchild is my pen name. (Because why not? Pseudonyms are cool!)
I do publish elsewhere under my real name, M.R.B.


Comments (1)
Love the beauty of this poem and where it takes me.🐿️