The Silence Of My Mind

Misty shadows of long ago,

Fade to gray as each day dawns,

Locked away behind their doors,

In the silence of my mind.

Voices from my past return,

Floating on memory's air,

In synch with breath and heartbeat,

In the silence of my mind.

Once bright colors of my youth,

And their songs that never end,

All tucked away on dusty shelves,

In the silence of my mind.

To sit alone and have no thoughts,

Is freedom for the soul,

But the noise I hear is deafening,

In the silence of my mind.

Paul Allen Rice