SILENCE

Silence; special,important as the geese golden
With a voice that sometimes screams the loudest
Seldom always desired or chosen
A constant companion when at your lowest

In it a deep search in the mind, arousing lots of questions
Looking to catch the glimpse of the sun for direction
While working out the muscles of resilience
Gradually making out a meaning from life's existence

The wheats are separated from the tares
The faintest heart matures in strength through tears
Embracing lost parts of ourselves found by
reflection
Breaking free from the chains of self rejection

Silence the voice in the phase of darkness
Companion in the journey through the wilderness
Vital for the process of recovery
Instrumental on the road to self discovery