Counterpose

Then the storm cleared, 
there was silence: 
profound silence, 
the pro found silence. 
And it all made sense—
there was silence,
only silence.  
Please let Her 
name be silence. 

Sorcery 
Sourcery 
Silence

That infinite immanence, 
the sound, silence. 

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