They say the silence is deafening
But I wonder how that can be
I don't think I understand the meaning of
silence

How can you hear the silence,
If it has no voice, no echoes, no sound to follow?
Coming up with nothing when ricocheting with nothing
Isn't that what silence is? Nothing of sound produced

Sincerely I hope I hear the silence
And I catch myself, just before the resilence
Silence is nothing without loneliness
Lots of nothing, for nothing