When all is silent,

You think of noise.

You think of noise,

To fill the quiet.

And replace the effects of life's riot.

Your mind feasts on your personal thoughts;

On what you think that should be sought;

And what you are and what you're not.

Your mind ponders through words you've read,

Things you dread,

And what someone has said.

When all is silent,

Your mind will scream.

Happy melodies of your desired dreams;

How to make real of what always seems

To be the noise when all is hushed,

And why your thoughts are always rushed.

The answers to your questions unfurl

When your thoughts whizz around in this silent world;

But when a sound breaks the peace,

Your thoughts are no longer released.

The quiet that your mind once heard,

Enjoyed,

Devoured,

Until it was absurd.

The silence lurking in your mind

That was

Peaceful,

Relaxed,

Gentle,

And kind;

The thoughts

The solutions

The problems

The words

Are locked away in a far off place

Until the next silence, just in case.