I dwell amidst my Solitude,
No longer clamor 'bout my ears.
These walls with clangor once imbued
All resonance pealed back some years.
No stentor left about my ears
Now hear what's left, I venture on.
I'll hearken here ensuing years
And cherish sounds from those bygone.
My wistful journey ventures on.
As solitude peers back at me.
No clamor from those years bygone
And through the silence now I see.
My solitude enlightens me
With sounds unheard those years along.
A muted silence helps me see
How beautiful the warbler's song,
Those sweet tunes unheard years along.
The breath of wind upon the panes,
I revel in the warbler's song
And pattering of roof-top rains.
The wind breathes gently on the panes
These walls indeed remain imbued.
The roof-top patters with the rains
My hearkening fills solitude.
Antediluvian by Jeffrey Bedrick
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