Silent Cry

Silence stands still and clear,
Yet you are still so dear to me,
But you are not near to me,
And loneliness is my fear.

The stillness of silence is gold,
Precious shine is sold to me,
But does not mould to me,
Like sheep to a fold.

Silence stands alone without need,
The power of words must feed to you,
But silence is just not true!
For I have the greatest need for you.

So much silence throughout these years,
so many unshed tears for you,
No one in sight and no one hears,
Except for the silent cry and I.