Silence is golden, almost to a fault.
They rubbed, touched, and yanked
and through Silence, I fought.
Silence is golden, almost to a fault.
As the neysaids manipulation
sheilded Silence, from thought.
Silence is golden, almost to a fault.
Provised Stillness, provokes higher
Thoughts. Sliced and diced
Thrown in a melting pot of Forgiveness.
Silence IS Golden
Now an Alchemist is born.
Enlightened.
Wisdom granted, ALMOST to a fault.
Written & Experienced By: CeeCee🙏