Come with me.
Let me lead you away
To a place where silence has a voice.
It is a place that is near but it is far.
You can’t drive there but you’ll need a car.
You can’t see it but you’ll know when you are there.
You will feel it in the air.
The vibration of a crystal chandelier.
The hum inside a soprano’s throat.
It is a place that hangs
Suspended in a crystal glass’ sustained tone
Inside the crack of a porcelain dome.
In between the chime of falling snow crystals.
It is not here
It is not there.
But it is somewhere
And if you seek it
It can be found.
The place where silence
Has a sound.