I have considered Silence…
In quiet meditations and crowded places.
Ever before had it seemed an ally;
Now it is a double-edged sword.
Amidst the vast hum of sound
It stands out;
Small as an ornament, yet equally bright,
Catching the eye precisely when
It’s keeper longs for that precious peace,
A moment of solitude,
A gentle lullaby,
A gradual hush,
Yet amidst the quiet I learned a language new;
Silence in silence speaks
It is not loud in the continual chatter of conscious minds
Uttering phonetically sound symbols in systematic order
A chaotic representation of culture and civilization and history, no.
Silence in silence speaks,
Loud in the emptiness of verbal warfare,
Casting long shadows, deep and unclear
Even under the sun
While it waits to be…
Quite unlike that Rorschach inkblot test, and yet…
So like it.
©Ruth P. 2017
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Source: Silently Ruminating