Serenade of Silence…. . … . …
In stillness’ arms, a serenade is found,
A silent symphony, with whispers crowned.
Amidst the rush, the world’s chaotic din,
Embracing silence, a peace within.
A tranquil dance, the hush of night’s embrace,
Where stars adorn the sky with gentle grace.
In solitude, the soul begins to soar,
Unshackled spirit, longing to explore.
The power of quietude, it oft surpass,
As hearts and minds connect in hushed morass.
Through whispered thoughts, our deepest dreams take flight,
In silence, we find solace, and all feels right.
Like autumn leaves, in gentle whispers sigh,
The melody of silence draws us nigh.
Through dormant moments, inspiration gleams,
A muse that finds its voice in muted streams.
As evening’s shadows softly intertwine,
The subtle notes of quiet grace align.
In stillness, worlds of wonder lie unfurled,
Unveiling secrets of this quiet world.
And though the world may oftentimes berate,
The silence holds its place as something great.
For in its hallowed hush, we come to see,
The essence of our souls, unmasked and free.
So, let us serenade the quiet hours,
Embrace the gift of silence, let it empower.
With puns, I say, let “whispered” love be heard,
In “soundless” depths, let hearts find their preferred.
And as we bask in quiet’s gentle glow,
Let “peaceful” verses paint a vivid show.
For in the Serenade of Silence, dear,
Great truths and dreams in harmony appear.
