Silence

The quiet silence of darkness
That we all try to harness
Comes to me as I sit alone
I beckon to it from upon my throne
It comes quietly at first
But gathers energy in great bursts
I put out my hand
Upon this desolalte land
To quieten the troubled minds
To give peace in oft graceful lines
I give to them the solace of darkness
That I alone have learned to harness...

Huntress
Connie Reed

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