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The silence beckons my jaded ears,
sounding both exotic and foreign
next to words shouting for supremacy
in the latest shuffle.
Their cries converging in singular lament.
When its ancient voice instructs me
to stand a little closer,
whispering an old truth that directs
my sight toward dawn.
Empty words unable to see…
My thoughts filling with first light
to reveal pride’s swollen belly,
overfed and still hungry –
eating all but itself.
It’s mouth opening to swallow me whole.
Sifting through the murky layers
to escape pride’s shadow,
I ignore its version of truth
where darkness chases the light.
Restless ghosts dancing in merriment…
I’ve heard it all before,
mistaking folly for wisdom.
Silence shattering the last illusion,
waits for me to speak.
Where do I go from here?
My lips pressed in wonder, listening
to a language almost forgotten.
Mother Nature paused in sober reflection
as day breaks through.
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