Friday, December 28, 2018

The Silence he creates

 The silence he creates is what pulls me into a trance. 

To pendown the emotion he evokes in me is never easy

Amidst darkness, he seems to be the light. Amidst cacaphonies, he seems to be the diving current

TO listen to him is to  listen

Listening him pushes me to listen the higher self

Seeing him pushes me to seek myself

He seems to be the shepherd

I wanna have faith in. 


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