There are silences
born of stillness;
others that are discovered
when something snaps:
a cloud,
a stick,
a thought.
(A life).

Some voluntary.
Some enforced.

That boat
on the horizon
makes no sound
though it cuts the sea
in two.

Brian Taylor

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