SOUNDS OF SILENCE

I am taking a break...
all this packing
and unpacking
is making me
tired and
weary

So I wrote this to get away from all that packing and unpacking

SOUNDS OF SILENCE

Once I could not stand the silence
upon waking
I turned
on the radio
in the car
the radio on
never quiet
always
had to
have
other voices.

Always
there were
someone else's
thoughts
and words.

I'm not sure
why
I never
sat
alone
with myself.

Quite possibly
there was
nothing
within
my silence
that I
could recognize
and that
frightened me.

Or
perhaps
there was
so little solitude
within
me
that
it
just
frustrated me.

Now it
is so different.

Silence....

within it
I'm held fast
and ravished
by
my thoughts
brought
to a passion
penetrating
to my soul
calling it
ecstasy.

I become weak
from
silence!