Tranquility
Soft and inquiring, like the chirping of the first bird, Slowly joined by others, yet soft, as if almost never heard, That is all I can remember about your first word, There were more important things that then occurred. At
Chasm
When the silence sets in, on a world darker than the night, Every word sets out, in search of that elusive spark of light, They fervently search every word the mind can harbour, And find their quest for sound, getting