ECHO

Walking through the door, the weight settles in

The quiet is welcoming at first, 

You breathe a sigh of relief

This is your place of comfort, 

Your retreat

But the walls you’ve built to keep the noise out, 

Begin to resonate in this chamber

The silence is growing ever louder, and you wonder

What breaks the quiet 

So you make the noises, and the stillness retreats

And the confusion sets in again. 

All you need is a moment, where the two meet 

Clarity and quiet, 

Serenity and soundlessness 

But those two are embattled divorcees 

Never to occupy the same space