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May 2016
The silence
is singing

but,
how can you
ever know

what it sounds like?

Is it like a flowing river

or

like the wind
when it blows through
the leaves

or maybe it is

like the bees
among the flowers
a sunny summer day?

How can you know
if the silence is singing
or
just being silent

maybe it is silent
now
or
maybe it is there
all the time
never stopping
just hanging in the ear
a song we all have learned

to ignore

maybe that is
the silence singing
Written by
Marte Lindholm  Fredrikstad, Norway
(Fredrikstad, Norway)   
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   beautiful tragedy, ---, MikeyP, --- and ---
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