Disembodied Ninja
Musings and Wanderings of a Truncated Pilgrim
Sunday, August 12, 2012
Hush, hush
Silence -
It has a sound, a fullness.
It's heavy with sigh of tree,
and space between breaths.
It's ripe with pause between birdsong
and crash of surf.
It's golden they say.
But no one tells us it's addictive.
― Angela Long
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