The Sound of Silence

The Sound of Silence

I sat with the hush, no words to break,
No thunder, no storm, no heart to ache.
Just breath and a pause, no need to try —
Silence beneath a sleeping sky.

It’s the sound of silence holding me tight,
Like stars that whisper without the night.
No music, no voice, just empty air —
And somehow, I find myself there.

No answers to chase, no questions to scream,
No flame in the dark, no broken dream.
Just stillness that hums in quiet grace —
A moment that time forgot to trace.

It’s the sound of silence, soft and slow,
Where nothing hurts and nothing grows.
No echoes to follow, no truth to see —
Just silence...
And me.

Not lonely, not loud,
Not hidden in a crowd.
Just resting in the space
Where noise erased its face.

It’s the sound of silence — not cold, not warm,
A breath in the middle of every storm.
No rhythm, no rhyme, no need to flee —
Just silence...
And I let it be.