Is this loneliness?
Or do I call it a mood swing
When all I hear and feel
Is my own heart beat.
Driving down into the deep hole of silence
Feels a bit scary at first
But gradually as it gets deeper
I see a twinkling star ahead.
A sudden surge of peace seems to overwhelm me
As I was led into the realm of discovery
With an entirely different light
I began to see myself so clearly.
Here I discovered what my existence is all ’bout
Not ’bout how I look,
Nor ’bout how I feel
Not even ’bout how others see me.
Rather, I found out something so intriguing,
That the true definition of my existence
Is all ’bout how I’ve chosen to see myself
Either through God’s eyes or through the world’s
About whose report I’ve chosen to believe
And how determined I am to take that bold step
And conquer my obstacles.
No where else would I have found this out
Not in the echo of voices,
Nor in the class of noises,
BUT IN THE BOSOM OF SILENCE.