This poem reminds me of how a person can just struggle to make it through
the day...and when they finally get to bed at night and have that peace and
quiet...they realize how disturbed they are when they cant stop their brain
from racing.
Hi Latifa - your topic white noise made me think of the static that I would sit and watch in a trance as a kid when the TV stations went off air. The static I later learned was supposedly the radiation or 'background hum' of the Universe. With that in mind I penned this
I once sang a song
To my surprise the Universe hummed along
Not just white noise but in harmony
But when I changed key
The Universe stopped singing with me
And now I sing alone
As it was in the beginning
"the cave you fear the enter, holds the treasure you seek"
Joseph cambell
this quote is my thriving recipe for dwelling in the enchanting castle of words, more..