There's no such time <br /> as silent hour <br />seems echoes <br /> from hills <br />sibilant voices <br /> from deep <br />whisper from <br /> secluded corner <br />a private spa <br /> for weary minds <br /> <br />Imaginary atoms are not colliding <br /> even a single strayed ion <br />in the mind <br /> neither a bubbling nerves <br /> tightly bonds in frontalis regions <br />but creative ideas <br /> smoothly glide <br />in the very hour of............................ <br />........................................silence<br /><br />Rommel Mark Dominguez Marchan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/yoga-silent-hour/
