To be constantly stimulated, Is to be constantly trapped. Leaving no room for the imagination to roam; to roam through the meadows of depth, to fly among the clouds of desperation, to run through the fields of longing. We must accept that the silence we so much resent is the key to opening one’s mind. The sound of silence is to be at peace and to be able to live kindly amongst yourself. She is a friend who calls us periodically to remind us that it is okay to be still, it is okay to simply be for a moment in time. She walks beside us waiting for attention- knowing that some of us are too sucked in to the outside world. But she patiently waits with a shoulder for you to cry on when the realization hits, you need her - just as much as she needs you. To describe silence you must be in her presence and you must be willing to listen.. even when there is nothing to be said.