Roaring Silence Alone

I'm not sure I understood this but I enjoyed thinking about it.  I'm not really asking for an explanation, because it can "create more doubts."  And standing alone, I gather, acknowledges the mystery, so rather than understand, it's better to accept that there really is no human answer to certain conundrums.  So in being alone, one is roaring with silence, letting the grass bend without being too analytical about the source or reason, just "basking" in the fact of the grass' action, which is possibly very beautiful.  It's the doubts and fears that worry me.  Thinking embraces these while being alone allows one, if I understand, to bask in them, finding them invigorating.  So is doubt and fear something to be accepted without a struggle, simply a fact of life?  I continue to puzzle.  It may be up to the individual  to supply his own answers.  Fascinating poem, Grace.

I like how your mind works because inevitably you get the answer.:) Silence can be so complete from an emotional experience that it 'roars'. Questions and doubts about one's own value to another can beget instabilities enough to create chaos where it shouldn't happen. Acceptance that some things just Are may be better sometimes. Thanks for reading Crowfly. Appreciated as always.

Doubts n silence have a tendency to Roar
in ones quiet moments... Excellent stuff my dear :)

Hi Poetik. :)you are so right there. Thanks for reading.

Hi Gabriel. :) Thank you so much for reading me.