There is something that is greater still
Then moments we have expressed
Some things are left unsaid
All you get are echoes of their clarity
Some are remnants of struggles
Of things that leave us perplexed
Often we don’t even notice until
We are contemplating things while sitting by a windowsill
Extraordinary means to a possible surrender
It would seem
Fragile people with broken wishes
Ones that left them disabled in emotional healing
Because of their heart’s feelings
Somewhere there is a quietness in the room
One that all of this and more, consumes.
Jaded experienced people would not understand
The moments that have occurred and thus lent a hand
In the quietness, you find there,
Find anywhere, honestly.
If you are compounded with a lot of stuff
Remember what is can be returned to dust
None of us should forget
The quieter things get the more people have had regrets
The more peace some may find
You’ll know when it is your time.
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