Move From the Door

Silence.
Thats all that could be heard.
Absolute silence.
Silence is a deafing sound,
So loud in the air that it almost makes you scream.
It pushes you over and beats you,
Until it makes sure you know it is there.
I know the silence of a hard wood floor,
Or the emptiness of a street.
Theres a peace in that knowing,
But a sadness too.
How can complete silence hurt so much.
Silence is when the noise is gone,
And the mind has shut down.
Silence is the feeling you get in an empty house,
When you feel like you must be the only person alive.
But this silence tells you something about yourself.
You can understand the turning of worlds,
Where you sit in the grand place of the universe.
I dont understand how this silence can speak so loudly,
When silence is the sound of nothing.
An anger may explode within you,
When the indescript sound of silence hits you,
While awaiting the soft ease of noise.
But noise is like the past,
Gone before we can even understand it.
So relish in the silence of today,
And bask in the quiet of tomorrow,
Because thoughts of anger only interfere.
Let go of the pain from your noisy past,
Because it only burdens the weight in your mind.
Feel the help of silence in whatever future you drown in,
Where no one waits for you,
Or expects the best or worst of you.
The silence doesnt care what you are,
Or how long youve been in pain.
It only knows that noise is loud,
And booms the unwanted acceptance of life.
So let the silence cuddle you for a moment,
And dont continue to shake in your sadness.
Let silence cool your fists,
And sleep with peace-
Because in the morning,
You can deal with the loud awakening of noise.
Before the coming dawn,
All you can do- is be silent.