Silence shakes the room

busy, busy, busy, we all want more time, if i could ask a question to the "creator" it would be , why 7 days? Perfection takes time.

Silence shakes the room ...
Air vibrates as if stirred by a wind
But there can be no wind.
The windows closed and remain shut,
Doors with no handles.
Somewhere in the atmosphere a sound
A whisper almost
but growing,
Not a hiss or a growl.
It pops like an invisible colosses,
a machine with silent gears.
Everwhere and no where
all at once.
A ghost that can move mountains,
carve valleys,
Fill oceans.
If you can imagine...
It knows all and see's all.
In a room where nobody is,
With a muted t.v. nobody's watching
News flounting the bad,
parade flouts from hell.
In this abandoned room,
on this abandoned
dream-nightmare world,
this davinci turned Picaso.
God screams...
and silence shakes the room.