Becoming the silence ; of variation & intention

A heavy silence

that's being carried on the shoulders

takes an effort

to releasing the burden

yet nothing comes out of the mouth

but forced words

that's being muted

by the dirt that lands around the surroundings

as though it's covered with dust

the light of the feather

acts as an accidental silence

where it drifts off away with words

that are flown away

only to be succumbed

to a silence that's processed too much

too many people

too many words

too many noises

too many questions

too many movements

that leaves an Asperger's diminishing

into the foreground

becoming the silence itself

when the silence take hold of me

I become settled in

internally

the silence washes over me

as though waves hits the shore

only to let the silence sink in

uninterrupted

it lets out a sigh of relief

only to realise

the peace was within me

being present

for the moment

without spoken communication

our connection becomes closer

to the person you're with

When the silence becomes intentional,

it forces you

to be more aware

but yet remain

connected

without a sound

of words passing through

That's the beauty of solitude

between the Asperger's

and the company of itself

through the unspoken language.