The sounds of silence, a silent crowd.

The sounds of silence, a silent crowd.

A Poem by andrew mitchell

One does not hear
the sounds of wisdom
for that is peace of mind,
but one hears the
sounds of failure
in the quest of knowledge.
Through the sounds of silence,
a silent crowd,
they were all elderly.

© 2020 andrew mitchell

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Added on February 25, 2020
Last Updated on February 25, 2020


andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia

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