When peace takes hold of me,
far from anything I desire,
alone, at my very best —
I hear the words of silence.
I ask: is this it?
My soul echoes back: live it.
Sitting in the corner, unfelt,
I feel the power of silence.
I lay my speech bare,
with a tender flinch;
but something empowered me,
and I found it in a crowd of silence.
I am lowered by the feelings,
and settle back into the voyage;
but a charisma is meant to happen —
and I am travelling through peace, in silence.
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