muteness

To me sometimes a mute sky is more expressive than the roaring sea

There is a whisper of light if you can hear Louder than sound of darknessyou never fear Numb sky__ muteness leaves you hard of hearingSenses wish to fly feelings disappearing

Summer turns and marches away, fed up with being handled like a child. Like she__ a glass doll that might break at any minute. She hasn__ been a child since the day she was whipped into muteness. Anxiety might strangle her sometimes, but she__ not some baby needing to be coddled.

People cannot escape the looming specter of a deathwatch and the imposing emptiness that comes with the termination of their existence. People resist going silently into the night. We seek to howl at the moon and make known our search for a diagrammatic overture that voices our unquantifiable existence. Terrified of squandering our existence, we each seek to break out from our muteness and strike an accord with our brothers and sisters whom share our inherent desire to reach a global consilience.