There’s a silence that we all yearn for
There’s a darkness we all seek
Away from this busy place, a vaccum,
A little space is what we all are looking for.
Months & seasons pass unsaid
Marching towards an end so obscure;
While we’re running the race we’ll never complete
With no one to farewell when your time’s deplete.
We long for the silence, a sense of nothingness.
To fall in that dream – the well of unending depth.
Where even a whisper is noise, an oddity
The warmth of absolute calmness, an empty silence…