Poetry and Silence

Its always the quiet dead silence that captivates me  
In a sea where my imagination takes flight  
The feelings of ecstasy that comes from pure beautiful creations  
Music to my ears of beautiful words of poetry  
Or sometimes just the dead silence  
Something in me needs healing  
A irritation a itch that’s not easy to scratch  
Possibly maybe this is my key to that itch  
I don’t know well see  
If writing my inner deep world may just be the ticket here  
When life seems bland and people know exactly how to get under your skin  
Anger boils and you just seem to keep it in  
I want freedom and peace
And to just feel like me again  
When unexplainable things happen  
Things I discover like a mysterious riddle  
When I feel the divine whispering in my ear and sometimes my pain is just to loud  
I retreat into my shell my comfort but a comfortable prison it is  
The divine whispering in my ear  
Helping me solve this mysterious riddle a puzzle that take years  
Layer by  layer I just must have the courage and have faith  
That everything is a clue that I experience when I am a soul having a human experience  
Every terrible bad thing that happens is just a lesson that must be learned that even the darkest parts of life have a purpose and we could not have good with out the bad.  
You cant see the stars with out the night sky.  
So my Journey does not end here and every ending is a new beginning  
Always coming back to things and I thought I knew just every time I come back to a all to familure point I always have something new to learn. The student and the teacher but forever the student but from my never ending journey become  the teacher and the student all in one.