My soul craves
for silence, yet
it does not
come to me...
My mind seeks
for serenity, yet
it does not
occur to me …
My tired body yearns
for a rest, yet
it does not
happen to me …
Silence…
In all its forms
I want to possess
Maybe in eventual death
Such will finally come to me.
Marvin Brato Sr
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/silence-305/
