Is the silence deafening?
You seem anxious as you sprinkle your words in the stillness of this quiet room.
Is the silence comforting?
You seem peaceful as I watch you float from this place to a private world of your own.
Is the silence beautiful?
You seem pleased as you share this moment of quiet contemplation.
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I had been searching, unsure for so long,
But I found myself recently;
It wasn’t a pleasant experience,
To find what I did not like to see.
I had struggled for so long, suppressing,
What I suppose was always me,
What I do not like to see,
From which I wish to be free.
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Oh my Lord,
keep this heart on Deen;
it struggles to remain constant, forever seeking
that soul with whom it’s been.
So, dear Lord,
protect this fluttering heart;
it ceaselessly wavers, in hope as it searches
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