In the stillness of the night,
Where darkness cloaks the world in sight,
Silence whispers secrets deep,
In its embrace, our souls do keep.
No words can capture what it holds,
The stories that its quiet molds,
A canvas for our thoughts to paint,
In solitude, we find our quaint.
Within the hush, a world unfolds,
Where mysteries and dreams take hold,
A refuge from the noise and din,
In silence, we can look within.
So let us cherish moments still,
Where silence speaks with gentle skill,
For in its arms, we often find,
The peace and solace of the mind.
In the quiet hush of stillness,
Where words dare not intrude,
Silence weaves its subtle web,
A tapestry of solitude.
In the heart of tranquil moments,
Thoughts find their gentle sway,
In the poems of silence,
Emotions softly convey.
The absence of sound, a canvas,
For the soul's whispers to create,
Each moment a verse, a stanza,
In this tranquil, wordless state.
In silence, truths are uncovered,
In the depths of inner peace,
The poems of silence speak volumes,
In their sweet and calm release.
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