Poems, Personal Stories, and Observations

Silence

Help me understand.
I didn’t know
What my words might do to you.

I’m in a fantasy land;
Can’t understand
What my actions do to you.

Am I bereft
Of empathy?
Completely void
Of sympathy?

How did I know
What I could do,
Since silent were those
Who’d tell me true?

What does the silence mean?
It can be peaceful and serene.
It can be tense, it can be mean.

Let our silence be a calm,
A healing balm,
A space that will give birth to song.

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