Silence's Gift

When the world's mutterance

has no passage to whats inside,

I am coldy sober of the dizzying affect

that the world's voices manifest.

aware now, my breath awakens me

to the singing beat of my heart,

all is silenced-

thoughts, words, existence-

all my own.

silence is golden

too much noise can clog your thoughts, seek clarity.

- I should have some fit pictures up soon, carter got me a tripod! :) :)

hush-hush shh,

Olivia