The rock formation on which Shallen sat overlooked the ocean, a world unto itself. Waves crashed in a rhythmic soundscape, obliterating both external and internal distractions. Freed from frenetic city noise and the incessant murmuring of her own mind, Shallen relaxed into the perfection that was the silence of sound.
I've heard it. I've heard the silence of sound. I've heard it on the wind. I've heard it in the trees. I've heard it on a street corner. I have found it is everywhere, I just must take time to listen for it, to listen to it. That sudden lull, the soothing moment. And, yes, I relax into it. Love the story!!
I've heard it. I've heard the silence of sound. I've heard it on the wind. I've heard it in the trees. I've heard it on a street corner. I have found it is everywhere, I just must take time to listen for it, to listen to it. That sudden lull, the soothing moment. And, yes, I relax into it. Love the story!!