Some people crave the feeling that silence gives them. They desire the space of freedom it offers to them. They cherish the peace and quiet that it wraps around them. But me...silence only offers a noise...a deafening roar that shakes the drum inside my ear. Yet, this I do not mind for I search for a sign amongst the anguished cries in the silence. A sign that he is not there. A sign that tells me he is still in his bodies vessel that binds him to this earth. So far, I have found no such thing. For this, I am grateful, but I still have not heard his words nor felt his energy today. Worry and fear sets in...the freezing chill kisses my skin and bones like frost bite. But I do not give attention to this for I still listen for him in this deafening silence.