SHH! Can you here my thoughts?
Location
Paper, Pen, Thoughts
Shhh; the stillness in the air around me
The chaos from which my thoughts consume me
Shhh; listen. Can you not herer these thoughts?
Not easily said, barely spoken.
Written. Yes Written. Written are my thoughts
Smoothed from a jumbled pile of notes
Composed into a beautiful symphony.
Shhh; can you here these thoughts?
Listen and you will here
The crescendo of every rising action
The lagato of every tear that falls
The mezo forte of ever warming memory
The pianisimo of the quiet nights as you sat with me
Listen as my pen directs
Listen as the paper forms the story that is my song
Shh; Listen, and you can here my thoughts