stonedsour's Diaryland Diary

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Silence And My Pen

The silence and my pen have found their voice.
They walked side by side for too long not understanding.
Their worlds were full of other things too complex in the past.
Their union spoke of text littered with the repetitious world.
Those two demanded attention each but found only noise and derision.
Now the voice has arrived and is clear.
The vision of the two has found its mark and understands.
The language is quiet and strong and knowing.
It requires no past, no struggle, no division to urge it on.
The writing is uncluttered by the turmoil of the mind.
It is rich in the wisdom and emotion of life once lived.
Yet needs no pain to make it flow onto paper.
The silence and my pen are one.

1:11 p.m. - 2005-04-23

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