<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=496612" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Two Silent People, Dying</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">you are silent<br>more silent than the stars above us<br>this mountain of <br>sorrow does not know the songs of sighs<br>it is as silent<br>as you<br>more silent than all the stars above us</div><div style="margin:10px 0">i join you in this silence and i take a journey far from you<br>my thoughts are wings and they will not use words as vehicles<br>from my mouth there will be no sound too</div><div style="margin:10px 0">what are we contemplating for? i ask myself.<br>you think of death, i know, but you have not guessed what i am thinking<br>i am tired of death, let it come when it comes, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">i am thinking of those tiny things in my life<br>how they happen, how time flies too fast<br>and i am here with you left behind it like a hundred years</div><div style="margin:10px 0">i go back to thinking about us bathing in the river<br>since we do not know how to swim we take hold of a driftwood<br>from nowhere</div><div style="margin:10px 0">it teaches us how to swim<br>that driftwood from nowhere<br>and it is when that driftwood left us<br>that we struggle for our life<br>and then we have learned <br>how to drift, ultimately how to swim</div><div style="margin:10px 0">we are here in the middle of this silent struggle<br>it is when it hurts best that we begin to learn how to think<br>how to think well more than the rest of those<br>who are not conscious of the shortness of the time left</div><div style="margin:10px 0">it is here in the middle of our sorrow<br>that we become more intelligent, wisdom sprouts and grows<br>into a tree<br>in our heads, and we are soon carried to a height<br>where we see them all<br>away from us.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ric+S.+Bastasa">Ric S. Bastasa</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=496612" data-title="Two Silent People, Dying de Ric S. Bastasa" data-description="you are silent more silent than the stars above us this mountain of sorrow does not know the songs of sighs it is as silent as you more silent than all the stars above us i join you in this silence and i take a journey far from you my thoughts a..."></div> </div> </div>

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