Monday, April 05, 2021

What knocks to Rest

 Something within knocks to rest

Saying need not worry ahead.

Tightly caged for years in a room 

The closed chamber has felt a move.

All that lived within a difficult verse

Dangling to the chord of poetic surge.

Is heading out in a synchronous thought

Resting quietly to let it feel the call !

Gentle breeze is caressing the mind 

But the quiet sea is to feel it's kind

What elopes in there is hard to express 

In the arms of silence my peace rests.


-SSW

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