Silence must be an Angel

Silence must be an Angel

Silence must be an Angel sleeping
For the world to sit in a placid rest
And the waves to mantle into silk;
The wind hides its voices into whispers,
The birds sing with lullabies
Along with the tip-toeing forest trees,
Along with the sleeping house on a hill;
Delicate with the caress of the resting Time.

Silence must be an Angel in tears
For the night to soothe with nothingness
And Loneliness to embrace only with shadows;
Pain lingers close as a friend,
The rain bursts with Sadness too
Along with the melancholic whispers in the air,
Along with the thoughts resting in the pillow;
Lulled with the caress of a dreamless sleep.

- pollenpen