The Summer of Silence

The sun never stops shining,
even though the rain would have you believe it does.

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Interpretation reveals many views,
none of them are wrong.

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Life is a game of tug a war.
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If I believe ....does that make it so?

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I  can't remember falling asleep,
but I remember waking up.
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Love is like a bouquet of flowers
it always gives you the most pleasant view.
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I can see many things from one window.

 

It is very early in the morning and I wake up to a silence that at the moment is rather comforting. Free of the complications that the world surrounds us with. Strange as this may sound I never could unlock the doors to the many places I lived, but I could see out the window. It is as if those windows are a picture album of time past and present. My father was big on old adages, he use to say " there are two sides to every story." Somehow I find that applies to almost everything in life. We can see many things from one window. Confusing as that may sound, I stand to view the world and people from four corners. What lurks outside, lurks within.

 

I see the stars,

they shine so bright,

filled with hope

that rules the night.

 

Sometimes trains,

passing by or the

tree frogs and

black birds mime.

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Judge not the moment,

of fear and despair,

for on this page a

lesson appears.

 

Written words

of yesterday,

are chapters of life,

in a characters play.

 

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Unseen locks upon the gate,

the key is held by the hands of fate.

 

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As love would have me see it,

the world like a flower garden in bloom.

 

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The summer of silence is interrupted

by the memories that speak in riddles.