Silence of hope
But silence speaks through unheard voice
And gently plucks at my heart's chord
And strikes a note that leads me on
when the light that led so far be gone
For listen !
The rhythm of waves speak life's ups and downs
And the monsoon wind promises showers
And the dying flower gets buried in sand
To die and nurture, yet another flowering plant
And so rejuvenates the silence in me
Having spoken to the silence in thee
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