Soul Pressed Poetry

Poetry that comes from our soul.

silence (7 July 2010)

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silence
it is an escape
like a drowning ocean
and it is a new world
  born into colour
it is resisted
  and harboured
esteemed
  and dulled to a froth
  of noise
it is pocketed by nature
in between raindrops
and clearly invisible
next to valleys
  or mountain tops
and sometimes it is
  indistinguishable
from the still wind
  or a falling leaf
   destined

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