No music please.
The world is beautiful in silence,
I so want to sit and meditate,
And block the world of violence,
I want to hear the sounds
Of wind blowing at a standstill.
I want to feel the emptiness
In the solitary chill.
It’s quiet in the room alone.
The darkness gives me peace.
It won’t remind me of a life
That found a way to cease.
Instead it reminds me of memories,
Of which I’ll always treasure.
And oh, the solitude of quiet.
It gives me such a pleasure.
So please. No. Don’t play the song.
Leave the radio off.
The music I really want to hear
Is the silence playing so soft.

3-28-1992 Saturday
Written by Gail Brookshire