In this man-made silence
I feel a stirring
and the drums beat softly
growing in volume
until they take over
and the silence is lost
in the pounding rhythm
And we rise.
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In this man-made silence
I feel a stirring
and the drums beat softly
growing in volume
until they take over
and the silence is lost
in the pounding rhythm
And we rise.
sounds like the opening to a play or live performance…if you don’t mind me saying so =)
I don’t mind at all.
Beautiful photo and poetry. Good to know peaceful mornings.
Cheers.
very cool