The Storm Prevails

sitting alone, I listen to,

the sounds of silence,

the perpetual,

ringing in the ear,

distant thunder,

escorting a storm,

drawing near,

a passing car,

off not so far,

the furnace, awakened,

by a chill, preceding the storm,

rain, pitter, patter,

against the glass,

reminders of tiny feet,

now long passed,

chimes,

tinkling in the breeze,

the rustle of thousands,

and thousands,

of leaves;

and, the inner mind,

speaking within,

a soul searching,

where to begin?

silence,

could there be,

a quietness,

I fail to see?

void of sound,

does peace abound?

yet, I wonder,

is quiet still,

the best for me?

so, I proclaim,

with ringing bells,

within my silence,

the storm prevails!!

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