In silence, there is abundance

Of closeness, and not of distance

Words cascading through speech

Erect barriers, some we can never breach

Silence is never invited into the mind

It tempts thoughts to become quiet and kind

The mind thrives in the distance

Created by thoughts, through talkative persistence

Silence has been assigned a color

Of fire, it kindles the inner one to burn brighter

The mind insulates itself with a ring of letters

Holding our awareness in its emotional fetters

In silence, there is no redundance

From its depths, the overflowing of abundance

Turns into the ink that paints our inner being

Showing us a reflection of what we’re been seeking