and how does one
silence the noises
and contemplate on
that which always was
and will always be
even before
there was a time
that time could call
time,
when perceivable sound
threatens serenity
with a harmonic allure
of distraction
found by the cadence
of noise absorbed outside?
and still I dance!
equally mystified
and blind,
but apprehensive
and hopeful
able to see
and experience all
there is to desire
for I know
there to be an
eternal wonder
but a silence a way
full of answers
when I am ready
to come back inside
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