• alisdaire_ocaoimph 9w

    The Silence

    Sometimes
    The world ends upon a note
    A half realized adventure
    That sweeps us from our seats
    Consumes the depth of the moment
    And then in the silence dies.

    It's there where
    Everything hinged
    Wore the frontier
    Faded, disappeared
    That the long night
    Had come
    Where in woe
    The heart faded
    And played itself to rest.
    No words call
    No weeping
    Just the empty
    Long silence.

    I look out
    From the windows
    Of the soul
    Peer away into the distance
    And as true as any word
    I see nothing but the darkness
    The long cold shoals of the soul
    That no longer feels
    Save the silence.

    Alisdaire O'Caoimph

    Written.over three years ago...
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