Silence

Empty Silence
A night sky with a white field of stars.
The silence stretching infinitely.
Confusion, emotion, rushed verbal effusion,
at times, unexpected!
But mostly a reverberating silence.
A white canvas,
A desert,
A road through fields of dreams,
Corn stalks rising man high on either side.
No direction.
No destination.
Just a quiet rustle.

Sometimes I look into my soul
and ask myself where my voice went?
Where did my dreams go?
What was it that I was always looking for?
I am greeted by silence.
The cloying silence of having so much to think about,
But nothing to say!

My voice, my soul, my dreams, my song,
Has been silenced.