why does it shiver today..........
my silence... insecure of its being...
the image floats in the lake....
disturbed by unwanted pebbles and stones.....
why does it shiver today...
my silence frustrated with her soul.................
a strange wind passes by........ a current somewhere did flow............

numbed beauty surprised by its nature.....
the drop brings the blood to flow............
my blue veins... can feel the heat.......
its horrifying... its insecure.........

the stoned eyes disturbed by the dust.....
the sand penetrates as the wind blows....
making the lids flap one flap two.....
breaking the spell disturbing the flow..................

and so i stand withstanding the storm.......
for the dust wont make me flow............
the silence is long lived.... will come back to me again.....
the insecure breathe will be numbed again...
and in my silence i will feel secure....
for nothing can doom me again........
beautifully silenced........