After the noisy chatter of rain
and the resonant thunder
silence falls noticeably.
At times it seems electrifying-
Tiny noises from crickets...
the whir of a moth's wings...
water dripping off parapets
into puddles...
a leaf scuttling crisply
in the noiseless breeze...
They magnify the silence!
At times it seems eerie-
a lone owl hooting mournfully...
bats' wings flapping...
They intensify the silence!
Loud speakers' jarring noises
pierce the silence..
Yet,
somehow even through it all
the quietude seems prevalent.
The mighty silence seems
almost a sentinel of nature.
Usha, 5 Jan. '83
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