Listen! Do you hear it?
Symphonic silence when the world has quit.
No clanging cymbals of lying words,
Crescendos and diminuendos that rate the absurd.
No trumpeting threats of surrounding men
Or choral shouts of false “Amens.”
No staccato images of other lives
Or beating drums of another’s drive.
No confusing documents with strings attached
Or messy notes to be dispatched.
No blaring horns of other guys,
Just gentle winds that reach the sky.
Listen carefully and soon to commence
Is this wonderful orchestra of symphonic silence.