Bones of Silence

The silence, The solitude

We feel it,

in our bones,

and the earth moves,

and the spheres follow

The sun is one,

in the day and night,

day after day,

always alive,

night after night,

and we hear it,

moving in solitude

in our bones

We are born,

into the night

The darkness,

we carry with us

to our graves,

in our solitude,

and we hear it,

and we feel it

The silence, The solitude

Our souls

are flying above it,

as the sun shines

The earth moves

Our graves await

still as the night

Our bones are silent

© CJ Clark

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