How silent it was and the calming silent that was and this is!
The silent calmness was here and the silent calmness was there
The silent was so invigorating and inquisitive but so massively possessive in its own echophonic resonance it was very captivating now and then, hither and thither,
By such a chain was bound,
That even the busy woodpecker, the croaking frog n the noisy cricket made stiller by their sounds,
The inviolable quietness; The breath of peace we drew, the movement of those piercing eyes could speak volumes and the murmuring sound of those whispers untold between those shivery clefts of petaloid reddish pink lips,
With its soft motion made not less
The calm that round us grew…
The silence was I thought to be my pristine attribute but the rustle of those dried out leaves, the silent waves of high tide, the westerly winds, the gleaming sunshine the silvery moonlight whispered ushering countless unfulfilled longing desires peacefully in my ears hugging me to be fulfilled one day.
The quirk chirpy birds the blossoming florets the dewy leaves just assure of so much more to life.
The silent looks the silent moves could do and speak wonders in between us those gestures were also speechless but those breaths were heaving and loathing with so much more to say and describe, the softened delicate moves and whispers were such fathomless to come back to surface again the dip in to them were such deepening and the arose repeatedly forming solid stalactites and stalagmites of emotions that silence could only convey and decipher;
Oh what a soulful silence that was and this is too and for the days to come to be cherished and nourished…
Oh what a calm eternal silence it was…
to be continued…
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