a long silence
accepted, with its limitations
yet respected for its strength
kept close, as a friend
embraced, as a lover
yet held in reserve for its comfort
a moment alone
This poem is in response to Misky’s Twiglet #208: a long silence.
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Very well written. This really touched a note with me; I can relate completely.
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Thank you. 🙂
And thank you for the prompt/inspiration.
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I resonate
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A balm, at times.
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Absolutely
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Like an enso in words (k)
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Thank you, Kerfe.
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beautiful and a zen garden is the perfect match … I love my silence 🙂
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Thank you. It can be a blessing, can’t it?
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it is for me 🙂
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