Quiet Omniverse

Fresh cut rock's accordion home
Silence is the music of the cosmos
Beyond words roam roam
Our destinies are not written

Half infinity is a slice
Of the tiniest breeze's note
A heron on eggs
Breeds commitment

Clamor, claw away
Lobster life is a tideline
Moon shrunk at the red hour
To sightless colorless creaks

A way is a choice
The way is our voice
Unvocal, absent
The message: devoid