This post is Grassroots, meaning a reader posted it directly. If you see an issue with it, contact an editor.
If you’d like to post a Grassroots post, click here!

September 18, 2021


Photo by Elizaveta Dushechkina on Pexels.

The loudest sound

Rarely do I ever find silence
Even when I turn off the static radio
Even when I bite my own tongue
Even when I am but a monk in the mountains
I can still hear everything
I can hear their thoughts
I can hear the lights flickering
I can hear the earth murmuring
I can hear the trees moaning

Silence can you save me?
Save me when I want to cut off my ears
Save me when I want to choke back my tears

If this all ends will I then find solace with silence?

Then she sang to me in a language of light
The sweetest song of the night
I never knew silence had a voice
Until one day she spoke
And from the deepest dream I awoke

Came crashing down into my crown
Mercifully making way for the emptiness
And now I can truly hear
But it’s no longer with the ears of fear

Leave a Thoughtful Comment

Read 0 comments and reply

Top Contributors Latest

Jacqueline Miller  |  Contribution: 1,250