The Solace in the Silence

Listening to the guitar playing of David Gilmour makes me appreciate the beauty of silence, the silent (pauses) between his playing. The silence in-between his chords, when he plays a chord… strums/plucks the string/s … and then waits….. that waiting for the next chord to me is at times the best part of his music. That for me is what makes Gilmour such a magnificent guitarist, to me he is the master of the sublime and the understated. To make a statement or impression one does not need to make a noise, neither does one as a guitarist need to rip, shred or wail.

The pause resonates, this then took my mind off on one of its (many) tangents. 🙂

The importance of the unsaid versus the said, the importance of what is not said, in the moments of silence. Interestingly my favourite Pink Floyd album is Wish You Were Here, and it is ironic, that the album explores themes of absence (silence). The lyrics encompass Roger Waters’ feelings of alienation from other people, notably within the band and the tension that they were experiencing.

Well back to my musings of the silence between the chords and let’s explore this dynamic in life; let’s explore how the silent conversations can benefit our relationships and way of life. The comfort of being in someone’s presence and just being … silent …. the silent conversations we have with a loved one or close friend. This silence does not alienate, but brings us closer together, we find comfort, solace in the silence. The importance of silence in conversation can carry more weight than the spoken word.

The silence echoes around the enclosed walls of our minds, encouraging us to break down the alienation and find solace in the silence, and learn the importance of being silent, quiet … amongst those we feel close too, and then taking this silence out into the rushed and frenetic world in which we live. This can help us to slow down in the fast-paced world we live in, for when speed is king, anyone or anything that gets in our way, that slows us down, becomes an enemy. Thanks to speed, we are living in the age of rage. That too is ironic, the fast pace of life alienates more than the comfort we can find in silence.

© 2024 michael d emmerich

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Creating Beauty

that which disturbs, irritates

out of this intrusion our natural defence

must be to create beauty

this irritation layered upon our minds

must drag out the lustre of the nacre

and repeatedly caress

layer upon layer

from every grain of sand, let beauty emerge

pearls from pain, washed by tears

this fragile beauty brings balance

becoming a catalyst to growth

allow the weeds of yesteryear

to become the flowers of indulgence

as a new wonderous life emerges

© 2023 michael d emmerich

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This Serendipitous Life

that elusive gift is no longer lost

to find what was never lost but is now found

that is indeed one of life’s mysteries

but,

to those who dare and persist

sands of time will never end

their pathway becomes self-evident

and,

passions are no longer that elusive frontier

that which is valued becomes our truth

with no limits or boundaries

may the sands never run out in this hourglass

© 2023 michael d emmerich

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Expectations of …..

burdens weighing you down

solitude standing wounded bruised

will never be the same again

yet, struggling to remain

 

this warrior struggles to remain relevant

is there beauty in the dissonance?

compassion doomed to atrophy

but yet expectations remain

 

father time approaches

veiled with the cloaked of deceit

bearing down as one avoids

that stinging gift

 

I am awake it’s not over

expectations of invincibility despite

having had enough

lurching back into the fray

 

that next rubicon beckons

cold helpless alone

coming together joining as one

together we’ll cross the river

 

© 2021 michael d emmerich

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