Silence

Water trough on a wind swept abandoned farm in Marshall, Va
Silence 
When it comes from within 
And all around you 
And if the heart is wide-open
Silence receives you;
The cadence of such is deafening. 
Transcending perception’s ivory and ebony keys 
The notes, the thrust and pull – an ocean. 
And you find yourself and with no-self while
Moments awaken within themselves. 
It is this piercing silence that grabs you 
Right down into the sandy grains of marrow 
And shakes you from your slumber with all of the briskness of a ferris wheel 
And the mocking insistence of a whirring tornado. 

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