Why the preference?

There is respite in words?
Always in silence and withdrawal,
Why the need to converse?
To create noise in the name of expression?


Silence reigns supreme
Submerges you and fills moments with thoughts
It doesn't distract or subtract from the chain that you begin to weave
Inside your head
When you watch a sun, extinguish its embers at sea
Or a moon newly waxing turn dimensions
Through the nights

Its essence is softness
No harsh calling out of facts
Or hurt
Soothing to touch of soul

So many moons ago, each night
Had many voices
Cries and distant sobbing
And yet the darkness wrapped in itself
A dim promise of light
Which would always arrive

Now we only allude, to what used to be
We only have memories and we try not to relive
We are riven by time and distance
And yet we have the strength of collective thoughts
And have triumphed over the dark

The struggle to evade it
To keep the light alive
And let it glow
Brought us this far
And the dazzling light sometimes blinding


We yearned then for silence
A quite space to think and dream
And let imagination take over and guide
Feet and mind
Meandering

Now everything is still - feet and mind
And there is silence, constant companion
And an affinity for wordless conversation
And a sharp yearning for an understanding

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A love for free flowing verse 
A letting loose of thoughts 
And a flow that involves you to the last breath of your being

We start else where and finish where?
Who knows who speaks, who writes and silently weeps?
Whose hidden thoughts you harbor? 
Why not set sail, a bit rudderless and free