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The stillness

There comes a time when all voices merge into one single sound,

then the heart seeks stillness; the hollowness of silence.

The turbulence of pain fades away and merges  into nothingness.

Soft sounds of twittering birds, gently awake you to watch the morning light,

to kindle a hope, that nothing matters any more.. 

Thus they say, that life is a continuous flow of music

all one needs to know is ones presence with nature.

The thought evoked is not yours, its a ripple gently touched

in the smoothness of open plains.

Sumathi Mohan

8.41 am. 11 Aug, 2011

I try to catch the passing thoughts that emerge and fade away,

in the sillness of moment I sit vacant, the nothingness lingers on.The Stillness