Silence
© N Noël Jun 2009
Silence is golden that’s what they say
The deafening noise of silence torments many everyday
Time and space away from distractions
Facing that person in the mirror pondering our every action
No muddling sounds or others to fixate on
Silence can be the place where good decisions are born
Yet some run from it like being pricked with a thorn
Filling their time on fixing others
Knowing they’re living a life that’s “undercover”
If you’re not whole then who can you fix
Start by digging self out of your manmade ditch
Silence is golden in everyway
The deafening noise of silence some wish would go away
Satisfying their voids with endless chatter
Who knew ones’ Soul could be up for barter
Trading in self worth for indecision
All in an effort to avoid the silence
Hanging on to things and people a pile of clutter
Who in the end will say “you don’t matter”
Making decisions by avoiding the silence
Brings you back to your same old patterns
Different day gives the same results
You echoing your own words “I Give Up”
Silence is golden that’s what they say
Embrace that time to self commune
Don’t treat it with disdain
Grow within that space and time
It will keep you sane
