In the Silence

Hush my child, do not seek
Or weaken yourself unnecessarily
The rolling waves that make us speak
Leave, and grant no further utility

In the absence of the world,
The ending of the walls of which
Have been constructed during the hour
We fade, and close our eyes to rest..

As flowing scenes within a dream
Now everythings found open
And all our explanations fade
Within this golden moment

Dawn is tucked away once more
While night emerges in triumph
And so we find our games and lore
Swallowed by the silence

Here we are as spirits
Spectors bearing witness
An avalanche, a quiet storm
Of truth, love, and forgiveness

Here we are like lively ghosts
Hollowed as the father
Full of breeze, and ancient code
Beyond what words can author

Tonight before you slip to dream
Holding tight to blankets
Know within your heart of hearts
The silent hour approaches

This hour is of secret
The strangest form of magic
It blooms beside a quiet mind
As silence sweeps the atlas