Silence
Out of the silence, there is always noise
Full in all its glory,
Loud, thunderous and strong.
clouding to the mind, we live in it
nonetheless
and yet,
out of the noise there is always silence
for without silence,
what noise would there be
to define?
Out of the silence, there is always noise
Full in all its glory,
Loud, thunderous and strong.
clouding to the mind, we live in it
nonetheless
and yet,
out of the noise there is always silence
for without silence,
what noise would there be
to define?