Moon is a sliver of silver;
stars sparkle, shimmering
steel in space;
silky cirrus clouds
slither across silent sky
searching span for sanctuary.
Solitary soul seeks solace;
a shield from shadows of secrets
searing his serenity.
Scanning skyward, he senses sanctuary in
sacrament of silence, a sliver of silver shining still.
Written by Lindsey Ein and read aloud today at OLN LIVE, at dVerse, the virtual pub for poets around the globe.
Image from Pixabay.com
lillian the home poet 
Most especially love these three words: “sacrament of silence” –
I think we all need the void of silence at times….and it is like communing in a sacrament.
So glad you could join us today!
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It even looks like the moon.
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That’s what I thought too! ❤
~David
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Hi Melissa, Lindsey doesn’t have access to reply on my site, but she says thank you!
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It was wonderful to hear you read this. I love all the s sounds, and I agree with Lillian about the last line. Beautiful!
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Merril: Lindsey doesn’t have access to reply to comments on my blog…but she says thank you!
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She’s welcome! 🙂
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“he senses sanctuary in sacrament of silence,”… sigh.. yes absolutely! It was so wonderful to hear you read this, Lindsey! ❤️❤️ Beautiful poem!
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Sanaa: Lindsey doesn’t have access to reply to comments on my blog, but she wants me to say thank you to you! 🙂
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You’re most welcome! 🙂
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Lovely S sounds throughout. This must sound awesome when read aloud.
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Hello Jay. Unfortunately Lindsey doesn’t have access to reply to comments on my blog, but she wants me to say thank you to you! (and yes…it sounded great when she read it aloud!)
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I loved to hear this read, and I always thought of silver in the moonlight especially when reflected in the water.
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Hello guys
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