Life

The whisper of knowledge is profound
Whether in our bodies
Or on the ground.

The sound of silence is loud and plain
Whether ignoring another
Or enjoying the rain.

The presence of sleep is noise
Whether in the plants
Or that death employs.

The sound of peace is foreign
Whether in the news
Or deep inside…

The sound of me is hidden in sighs
Whether in the words
Or sullen cries.

The sound of happiness is in the air
Whether spread by birds
Or love to share.

Yes, the sound of life is broken
Whether in the ups
Or downs in token…

But the sound of living is best
Whether in the action
Or stay of rest.

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