Peace being in the air
A certain stillness beyond compare
Yet tranquil and serene
A life with a bleam
No beckoning call within its own gleam
Quiet being put at the top
Unheard echoes with the brakes on stop
Not needing earplugs to cut down the noises
Imagination passed through the mind
Quiet to the chore
Relaxed anxiety to explore
Silence being more than a word
It’s an outcome in the utterance of heard
The utterance in not moving the lips
The encouragement only being a tip
Silence, Silence and Silence
Quiet, Peace and letting your mind be placed in guidance.
Jul 6, 2014
Jul 6, 2014 at 5:44 AM UTC
Peace being in the air
A certain stillness beyond compare
Yet tranquil and serene
A life with a bleam
No beckoning call within its own gleam
Quiet being put at the top
Unheard echoes with the brakes on stop
Not needing earplugs to cut down the noises
Imagination passed through the mind
Quiet to the chore
Relaxed anxiety to explore
Silence being more than a word
It’s an outcome in the utterance of heard
The utterance in not moving the lips
The encouragement only being a tip
Silence, Silence and Silence
Quiet, Peace and letting your mind be placed in guidance.
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