Silence Calls

Silence Calls

Silence calls, a whisper in my soul.  I search for moments
when noise recedes from my world. Mostly, I search in vain.

Then, Silence said to me, "It matters not if you can’t find me,
I’m always there just below the hum of your days.

I am not the absence of sound, I am the absence
of noise inside your head, drowning the voice of your soul.

Release the worry, fear, resentments that often linger here, spinning around
behind your cluttered mind.  Then call me, and you will hear my voice."

And I said to the silence, "even though I know you’re there,
noise and loneliness still creep inside my soul, leaving only dust and debris. 

But I will remember your words and pray for moments when life
in this crazy world fills my soul with laughter."

Then Silence winked at me and said, "What more could I ask of you, my child,
but that which you have already become?" 


SWPoet
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Earlier version below.

Silence Calls

Silence calls, a whisper
in my soul.  I search
for moments when noise recedes
from my world.  I search in vain. 

Then, Silence said to me, "It matters
not if you can’t find me,
I’m always there just below
the hum of your days.

I am not the absence of sound,
I am the absence of noise
inside your head, drowning
the voice of your soul.

Release the anger, worry, fear,
resentments that often linger
here, spinning around
behind cluttered minds.

Then, call me and you’ll hear
my words.  You’re never alone,
please know that God and I
will always reside within you."

But sometimes, even though
I know you’re there, you
and God, noise and loneliness
will still creep inside my soul.

But I will remember your words
and pray for moments
when life in this crazy world
fills my soul with laughter.

Then Silence winked at me
and said, "What more could God and I
ask of you, my child, but that
which you have already become?" 

SWPoet

Below is the original poem using a very specific form.  Above,
I changed the phrasing to how it would sound if read out loud,
without the form constraints.

Silence Calls

Silence calls,
a whisper in my
soul.  I search
for moments
when noise recedes from my world.
I searched in vain.  Then,

Silence said,
to me, it matters
not if you
can’t find me,
I’m always there just below
the hum of your days.

I am not
the absence of sound,
I am the
absence of
noise inside your head, drowning
the voice of your soul.

Release the
anger, worry, fear,
resentments
that often
linger here, spinning around
behind cluttered minds.

Then, call me
and you’ll hear my words.
You’re never
alone, please
know that God and I always
reside within you.

But sometimes,
even though I know
you are there,
you and God,
noise and loneliness will still
creep inside my soul.

But I will
remember your words
and pray for
moments when
life in  this crazy world fills
my soul with laughter.

And silence
winked at me and said,
What more could
God and I
ask of you, my child, but that
which you have become?" 


SWPoet


Shadorma form-having a six-line structure with the syllable pattern:3/5/3/3/7/5.