Do you often find yourself at night, wandering the empty streets of Silence? That time of night that a dead silent sets in to the very marrow and bones of the night. Your heart starts to get louder, but it’s beating get slower, slower while the ominous banging of your beating heart still goes louder and louder. You feel like you are in a surreal moment…

The reality of silence takes you on a journey of thought. Maybe you feel guilty because of negative things you have done to someone and your silence becomes a silent reflective scream.

Or the reality of silence make you remember that small act of kindness you did for a stranger, be it letting a stranger’s car pass you by on a busy street, that few coins in your hand you gave a needy stranger or that kind smile you offered a sad face.

The reality of silence reveal you. The you with no masks on. Now your soul is your mirror. What do you see…

(c) 2015 allen simpson

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