Wordless Wednesday: Sanctuary.

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Just Jot It January: Peace Flight.

Silence is golden

Quiet places, empty spaces were all she sort

Noise in the city hurt her ears and shattered her thought,

Silence could no  longer be bought. A little  me time

Was impossible  to find. Nowhere without music or a light that shines.

She ran up, up to the  roofs. The light grew dimmer

A girl from the ghetto she scaled the walls

The higher  she climb the  more  she was enthralled.

The lights were all tiny  just like fairy lights

All looked pretty and sparkly  in the night.

Even with her headphones on full silence

There was still no escape !

 

There was no where else to go

The sound of  below hurt her ears so!

As she reached the very top here eyes wide

To the amazing view . “Stop the sound” into the wind  she cried!

But it  would not . It entered her head via her  ears

It filled her whole body  and agitated each one of her fears!

The lights sparkled and glimmered in her  eyes

She  wept  and howled at the moon. No one heard as she cried.

Not  one soul  missed her, no one looked for  her the next day

After her soul had given up and  she was gone. Given up they’d say.

She had just stepped up to the edge  stepped off and flown away.

Silence was  the last thing she heard, divine nothingness, thankfully quiet.

Quiet beauty peace at last.

 

This post is part of Just Jot It January hosted by Linda G Hill.

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Little Mouse and silence

Aha, but this silence was good , thought little mouse as she quietly breathed as she wrote in the house.

All alone for a while contented she sat, with a smile. No one to creep around, no to throw out a shout!   It was early evening and everyone was out.

Everyone that was except little mouse who was being herself and writing alone in the house.    No eggshells to walk on, no  broken glass. No one was arguing  what more could she ask.

Aha, but this silence was good, thought little mouse as she quietly breathed as she wrote in the house.

How much longer would the silence last, it would not last forever it is like war and peace she knows from time past.

So lets creep away and leave little mouse  to enjoy a few moments of peace alone in the house.

Silence is the loudest scream. Anonymous

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