silence will fall

all will be gone, sieze from existance,
and there'll be silence, free from resistance.

dust and frost in the falling rain,
the stars are dying and being born again.
the sad will cry, not needing a masc,
and no hand will touch, no eye will ask.
dark moon rises, shining through all,
the ground shakes, and answers the call.
anger will come out in screams of loosing sences,
with no demand to hide, no adequate fences.
oceans flood and then return away,
wind and fire will spread and never obey.
the quiet will stare, in distance and wonder,
not woken up by disturbed shrieking under.

sun comes out to singing birds, and hearts return to beat,
smiles are ready as forever, to be seen and have seat