Wordlessness

Those voices;

Wordless yet reverberating,

Deliquescing in the air,

And surrounding the periphery

Of one’s being.

The voices;  

Of the bow string;

Brushing against the cello chords.

Of birds;

Chirping and serenading.

Of leaves;

Ruffling with broken echoes.

Of the wind;

Whooshing past the waves.

Of reflections;

In the water that stands still.

Of thoughts;

Resonating in my head.

Of your heart;

When it speaks through your eyes.

Of time; ticking away,

Waking me out of my stupor.

The enchanting world of wordless voices;

Make me fall for wanting more;

More of solitude and a bit more serenity.

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