The Call of Silence
I hear the silence beckoning to me again
Calling to me like an old friend
Calling me to the silence of the grave
Calling me back to the silence, I crave.
Beckoning me from my pleasant dream
Beckoning me back to a world enseamed.
The thundering call of silence
Pulls me back to my innocence
JPM 1/2/2008
poem by Jim Milks
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