In my search for silence
I have travelled far and wide.
I have shut my eyes.
Blocked my ears.
And painted many a landscape white.

In my search for silence
I have met with many an articulate soul.
Listened to their world view.
Tried to see things from their perspective.
And dived into many a pool of tranquillity.

In my search for silence
I discovered that it has to be filtered.
Through chaos first.
And then confusion.
And purified on the anvil of truth.

Because the silence I was looking for
And the silence that I found.
Is the silence that underlines an echo.
Is the silence that surrounds a scream.
Is the silence that lets me see...lets me dream...