Silence (Is Not Golden)

Silence:

 

Alone, I hate the word, ferociously.

 

In silence one is captive to one's own thoughts-

 

Those we fear to dwell on in a crowd.

 

The silence of solitude is never golden.

 

It is oxidized steel.

 

 

 

 

 

Silence:

 

With you beside me, I do not fear it.

 

In silence I am captivated by your essence-

 

The sense of you that defies all senses.

 

This sacred silence is more than golden.

 

It is without equal.