Saturday, 29 October 2011

The beauty of silence

In the moments when there are no words to find
When one is left with silence filling the air
Nothing but butterflies invades your mind
It is such a beautiful thing without compare
The beauty of silence is too little cherished 
Feeling numb from no more than nothingness 
One only wants it back when it has perished
When one gets it back it has turned into loneliness

1 comment:

brian said...

that was beautiful...i loved it