She felt passion touch her with silent motion, drawn together in unaccountable flow between people.
Passion Touch Her
Narrow Loneliness
I grew irritable and restless, confined to narrow loneliness: sullen and silent in a sleep eternally.
Hope Growing
Some people with feelings light of heart sense hope growing as a reprieve, deep and silent.
The Future
I'm afraid the faded world is silent proof the future may depend on the present.
