from the deafening echoes shattered 
now the sound of silence be heard
’twas all of nothingness and emptiness
only the hues of darkened brightness

groped through the way with eyes opened
holding only to hope with a heart to mend
with dreams of a joyous day along the way
whispering hearts that tell tales and stay

within the sound of silence the best melody
humming the tune of the heart in serenity
in silence felt the home to dwell in its depth
where spirit dared to meddle without death

in the darkness that is hovering all around
only the stars glittering far beyond is found
on this night we shared, never an empty sky
our souls’ silent calling of home in heavens high

the chill from the freezing wind that keeps blowing
a million eyes of the watchful stars that are daunting
the whispers of the breeze seemed to be wailing
the only sound heard silently in the core of my being

in water color painting by suzette portes san jose