There's no such time
as silent hour
seems echoes
from hills
sibilant voices
from deep
whisper from
secluded corner
a private spa
for weary minds
Imaginary atoms are not colliding
even a single strayed ion
in the mind
neither a bubbling nerves
tightly bonds in frontalis regions
but creative ideas
smoothly glide
in the very hour of............................
........................................silence
Rommel Mark Dominguez Marchan
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/yoga-silent-hour/
