Silence
Silence never speaks,
Yet it makes its presence felt:
Across the vastness of the azure sky,
And in the crushing depths of the sea.
It rests beside the emerald leaves,
By a shimmering lake of glass,
Beneath the soft glow of the moon.
Under the canopy of trees,
whispering an unsung song
And in the fragrant breeze,
It quietly offers solace!
Paperwiff
by pragyanparimitananda
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