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Subject: Silence of My Soul

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Tammy

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Date Posted: 01:36:08 01/17/08 Thu

Silence of My Soul

And there comes a time in a person's life
when dance and song seem to vacate
And so the riverbed of life begins to dry up
And where love, hopes and dreams now placate

A random act that is felt deep within
somewhere hiding in the waves of noise
Heard only from within the soul and heart
A place where shadows form with a poise

Yet, there is something to be said
of all the cacaphony of whispers heard
Like shooting stars, or fireworks deployed
I sit quietly trying to still every speeding word

Finding within that silent realm
of hushed wishes, and tired dreams
There is purpose for even this down time
that refills, and regenerates life's themes

And then I find solice in my alone time
Reading the many pages of my own history
where I can unfurl the yellowed pages of time
and find moments that gleam and teach me tenacity

Oh to delve into the subtle subconscious mind
to a place of quietude, peace and reverence
That finds it's way to the surface of my life
showing me that which should be allowed severance

Ahhh, how beautiful the world becomes again
as I walk back to my conscious world to behold
the magic that was and is, and always will be
an integral part of my own spiritual growth foretold

In the silence, where all is now as it should be
and the flow of the river runs freely as intended
where birds beckon, and deers don't shy away
and my spirit is freed, and my soul is ascended

As I begin to soar from the solitude that is detrimental
to the growth of my soul, delivering me from my own demise
Into the hope of paradise and breath-taking waterfalls
where I can freely awaken to be blessed by a new sunrise

And it is done!

ŠTammy Standup 2007

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