Systematic System of Silence
Slowly wafting in solitude
Good-intended gestures attempting
To be a guide to darkness
Coaxing silently with heels dug in
This feeling does not want to leave
A daily struggle of positive lists and negativity
Strong enough to sink the Titanic
She quietly wonders what normal feels like
Has it ever been felt quite randomly?
Possibly while she sleeps …. And does not notice.
This slight appearance of tranquility always has been
A painting to be looked at but never felt
It must be out there but it seems to be locked away
Like Rapunzel in a castle far, far, away.
An encounter with the next place to wander
But the silence eludes the ever-present
Thoughts of alienation of one’s self from
Everyone trying to attach to her brilliance
These are the barnacles on this ship of life
Hardened and resilient to make sure
She does not drown
In a place she knows well
For inches of water are enough to get lost in
Where would she find enough oxygen
To maintain this fight against this Systematic System of Silence?
Supposing princesses and puppies are not enough
To find smiles and joy?
Love should be the bearer against all enemies
Enormous and small
Love should heart the empty away
The swords and armor are enough to smite all shadows
Does the silence know more than even the greatest
Of philosophers will admit?
There is where truth, lies and imagination
Swirl endlessly with not much separation nor flight.
Love can bewilder you, if you
Can find a way to embrace the brilliance of it all.