The bliss of silence
When you are tortured day and nightby the horrendous noise of man
in this destructive vanity of egoism
destroying every city by pollution,
there can only be one dream of paradise,
and that is silence.
Silence, please! I cannot live without it,
noise is paralyzing and a killing nightmare,
while in silence only
you can hear the music of eternity,
a music of a kind too fine
to be perceived by any hearing
in transcendence of all human sense.
Poetry by Laila Roth
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Written on 2016-11-10 at 13:04
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