SILENCE

The sound that echoes
Back and forth through the valley
The rumble of thunder through the sky
Takes over the night

In the empty room
A word can still be heard

Sitting alone contemplating life
This journey is much more than a mile
Put those obstacles to the side

In the sleeping breath of a child
A word can still be heard

If there was ever anything more soothing
Than this laying on your chest
That is what it feels like to be blessed

In the distractions of life
A word can still be heard

Traffic is because we fallow one another
When no one knows their way
Find the direction fallow your own path

In the deepest corners of the world
A word can still be heard

That place in your mind
Is where the true you reside
The silence for this world you can find

Because this silence is your soul

©Copyright 2016 Thomas Dooley