Stilling
Silence is infinite.
By Fiona NnekaPublished about a year ago • Updated about a year ago • 1 min read
Photo by charlesdeluvio on Unsplash
Stilling between stretches of then and soon
I stand in the centre of the soundless eye.
Lost in immeasurable stretches to nowhere,
eclipsed by the deafening, infinite still.
Nothing can prepare me so instead I’m
coaxed into accepting that it now must all
end.
About the Creator
Fiona Nneka
Forever residing on the misty line between dream and reality.
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Well written.