And so it is…a deep heavy snowfall…a memory.
Pfft…pfft..pfft…the sound of silence but with a sound that haunts me to this day.
Christmas, December, winter…it has the same sound of silence but with sound.
I could swear the stars are singing in their sweet pitched high bell tones…there are people whose voices sound like that. They bring me joy.
Pfft, pfft the sound of full fluffy snowflakes tumbling striking, catching on a street lamp or my hood…
pfft, pfft, pfft the sound of my breath hitting my scarf as I walk through this delightful fluff…
pfft, pfft, pfft the sound of my feet as I shuffle through…
pfft, pfft pfft the sound snowflakes make as they sing through the branches…
pfft, pfft, pfft it’s a symphony
pfft, pfft pfft offbeat and on, no rhyme but there is rhythm it is yours to hear or not…
pfft, pfft, pfft… stop listen.
pfft, pfft, pfft…quiet…
can you hear the silent song?
