Listen! Do you hear it?

Symphonic silence when the world has quit.

No clanging cymbals of lying words,

Crescendos and diminuendos that rate the absurd.

No trumpeting threats of surrounding men

Or choral shouts of false “Amens.”

No staccato images of other lives

Or beating drums of another’s drive.

No confusing documents with strings attached

Or messy notes to be dispatched.

No blaring horns of other guys,

Just gentle winds that reach the sky.

 

Listen carefully and soon to commence

Is this wonderful orchestra of symphonic silence.