The first one
Was a blessing
Much longed for
And very thrilling
The second and third
Eagerly awaited
Slowly they tumbled
Giving joy unabated
The trickle gains force
Words come together
Into paras and sentences
With no stops or brakes
Every event described
Every emotion examined
Stretching every thought
Keep busy the little mind
And then like an avalanche
There is no stopping the word blast
A trap that feeds on itself
Exploring future, present and past
From a pleasing rain
It becomes a deluge
But wonder of wonders
Everyone takes in them refuge!
Being pelted always
Words from without and within!
Fill the world with noise
Till one just stops hearing
Silence scares some
Even when alone
So they plug their ears
And hear a constant drone
Music, yes pleasing
Elevating, ennobling
But try silence to dive deeper
And experience a power liberating
Find your own song
Hum as you walk along
Only for your ears, it is
Cutting you off from the throngs
A smile then always lingers
Turning the lips up
The mind that always complained
Learns to shut up.
