The One Forgotten

Creeping, I take you;
Sleeping, I awake you.

What power do I have?
For I cannot speak.

Havoc I wreak upon
Those who retreat.

Rattling knees and shaken spirits;
These ones are taken through

Different means; even
Shadows gleam in their

Presence – Listen! Listen!
Do you hear their essence?

Only me, Silence, can grant
Access to their infinite aspects.

Sleeping, I awake you;
Creeping, I take you.

Are you listening?

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