It is in the silence,This feeling.

You still do not know true depths

For words

Are just the very tip

Of

The iceberg.

In each heart

So much

More lies beneath.

And if you try so daringly to

Stand upon the

Very tip of an iceberg

You will

Quite suddenly find your self

Thrown off balance.

Falling endlessly into

Cold, unfamiliar waters.

Gasping for air.

Pummeled and tossed knowing not

Which direction you must swim

To breathe,

Ultimately

Opening your mind to find oxygen.

Alas,

You may like it there,

Lost but found in another’s

Unexplored company,

Finding yourself not so cold

And disoriented after all.