A Conversation with Silence

It was as if there was no life around Surrounded by the dead, the stagnant, the transient All around me was Silence And it spoke! Peace and Permanence Belonging and Beauty Love and Life, are within you Listen to it, It said. I listen only to you Your language I hardly understand And in you I hear only the emptiness Only the facade of everything present. Not with the mind, my dear, but With the soul, Listen to its divination Seek its permanence and joyful eternity is yours The Silence says. I listen to the howl of breeze and smell its scent The door bell rings and I have my companion I see Silence leave, perhaps leaving the apparent civilization Only to return. May be to engulf the transient in Him.