10-02-2009, 08:55 PM
My dear friend and constant companion, Silenzio:
You, Silenzio, have been good for me. When I am alone and vulnerable, you embrace and guide me along a shore whose sand crunches in muted whisper beneath my feet. I gaze to my right and observe that the roiling and tearing Pacific breakers have become a smooth expanse of glass stretching toward my infinity.
Soundless, these noisy visions appear as thunder to my eyes. Offshore, fog undulates precipitously in my direction, wishing to join in my audience with her sister waves. I cannot hear so do not listen. To see is, of itself, sufficient. My ears have been stopped forever. Inner churning has forever ceased. Vision alone will guide me in the direction of an unknown that I no longer fear.
Silenzio. You have been chosen for me ...
You heal me.
Ever yours,
Sordo
You, Silenzio, have been good for me. When I am alone and vulnerable, you embrace and guide me along a shore whose sand crunches in muted whisper beneath my feet. I gaze to my right and observe that the roiling and tearing Pacific breakers have become a smooth expanse of glass stretching toward my infinity.
Soundless, these noisy visions appear as thunder to my eyes. Offshore, fog undulates precipitously in my direction, wishing to join in my audience with her sister waves. I cannot hear so do not listen. To see is, of itself, sufficient. My ears have been stopped forever. Inner churning has forever ceased. Vision alone will guide me in the direction of an unknown that I no longer fear.
Silenzio. You have been chosen for me ...
You heal me.
Ever yours,
Sordo