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I will scour the darkest forest
and glide through mango groves
searching for the silent ones
who travel the same road
I will fight the fiercest oceans
and plunge to deepest depths
searching for the silent ones
who sing with silent breath
I will trek across the deserts
leaving no grain of sand unturned
searching for the silent ones
for whom my heart doeth yearn
I will scale the highest mountain
and dwell within dark caves
searching for the silent ones
whom I hope to find some day
I will raft the rabid rapids
and abseil from peak to floor
searching for the silent ones
whom they say exist no more
I will comb the Sunkist beaches
and skim the silvery surf
searching for the silent ones
rumoured to roam this earth
I will search the church and chapels
and cathedral spires and tombs
searching for the silent ones
whom dwell in catacombs
I will tiptoe to the shrine room
and bow with folded hands
and here I’ll find the silent ones
my kith, my kin, my clan.
© Finding the Silent Ones 16.06.2014
by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
Picture Credit: https://uk.pinterest.com/pin/462533824202914590/
