Silence is a beautiful thing
Freedom from constant stimulation of the senses
With eyes closed you can even drift away from the present
And travel into a time that is neither the past or the future.
Life can completely fade away
Diminishing into a dream with no picture or emotion
That holds no anguish or fear, just peace
Steadily with a heart still beating, with breathes slowly escaping our vessels.
Dormant does the body lye while our spirits escape with haste.
All tension fades away as they release themselves into the other world.
Pulsing, they orbit in sync with one another.
Brightly shining and unidentifiable.
For the spirit in true form is identical in all forms
No words are spoken for language can bring expression to hate.
With no expression hate does not exist.
Seemingly deaf they hear nothing,
What good comes with listening when there is only silence.
No need is there for limbs with levitation
Anyway limbs give ability to cause harm, create destruction and take.
All of these factors satisfy the true spirit.
They yearn for peace.
The peace that was given but the ****** form stole
So now when the body rests the spirits are freed until we awaken,
Breaking the peace that comes with our dreams.