Wednesday, December 3, 2014

Rememberance

There is a certain stillness
When even the gentle flutter of a butterfly’s wings feel like a hurricane

The moment when crashing waves fall asleep
Peacefully
Lost in the serenity of salty dreams

When tall trees stand to attention and every leaf pauses
Takes a deep breath and holds it

It is here
Beneath the maddening silence I hear your name

An echo of you

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