Silence of Falls

In a crossroads of silence,
this seems to be the normal.

All is still.
Waiting, for the fall.

Will it happen?
Or has it already and the moment already passed?

Truth or lies?

Real? Or Not?

Distraught, confused-
Dread.

Of meanings, and words
So hollow like whispers.

History repeating?
Is it?
No, it can't be!

Never.

The purest of love.
Save all, salvation.
So little this seems,
So trivial in means.

Yet, still.
Unclear, wishing for the Way,
Needing the Way.

Walking the Way.

Trying to hold on,
Seems its moving on.
Further,
Faster
Farther still.

Silence,
Silence it kills.