THE SILENT SEARCH

Oh! Silence; Can you hear
The voice of the dark night
That has spread its wings
Far and wide?

It’s the night of silence and
Yet there seems a little voice that
Calls you…
The wild call of the heart – the soul
Yearns for a pleasant space in this
Moment of solitude and peace.

The noise of the soft blowing wind
And the curves of the sea too disturbs
This ‘dark’ silence! The hour rests, while
The ‘Soul’ makes a soft exit into the wild –
In search of peace!

Silent woods, the soul hits the rocks, fears
The fall --- the silence breaks. The fire within
Burns and grips the wild woods; the sleepy logs;
The rusted branches; the withered leaves and
The fallen trees!

Broken silence, wondering soul,
Motionless heart runs wild for
The pieces – clubbing each back to the silent
Post – the call still remains wild?

Dusty wind blows off the fire, hitting
The silent posts again! The pain, the last notes
Written flies away too, while the finger
Makes a slight movement towards the woods –
The fire rises; still burns within.

Silent voices make few noises…
Silent still, the dark wings fly high
And strong, enveloping the night sky!

Stung once more, the ‘Soul’
Breaks free as the waters
Flow gently, yet breaking the silence!
The voice of the agony in this ‘Silent’
Night is heard no more.

Silence clings, silently lingers…!