"I am hearing poetry when awake, dreaming poetry when asleep, breathing poetry with each breath, I am living in a poem."

Tuesday, August 17, 2010

Quiet's Silent Steps

Quiet took its silent steps
Across my heart leaving
Footprints of peace
The noise that had suffocated
My tranquility subdued
When I stopped running
And stood still


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