Have you noticed a chaos in all the silence...
The clock ticking away....and time slipping away...
That empty page waiting for the lines from the heart...
The lens ready for catching that ray of the rising sun...
The moonbeam filtering through the bedroom net when the room is cloaked in darkness..
Your mind doing a samba as you sit there doing nothing ...
Moments can pass by and morning turns to noon..
And you sit there...lost in thought...lost in memories...smiling away in nothingness as a tear rolls...
It's  a silence which is not so silent...
It's a chaos which is well orchestrated...
It has a hum of it's own...
A tune of it's own.. 
A mind of it's own...
And you stand at the end of a tunnel..light pouring in..
As you fathom the depth of these desires that churn..
You cross the length of the day...
And it slowly passes away..
Leaving you with a feeling of emptiness..
But do we really need to fill it?
Can we let that emptiness attract what we seek...
May be we may not know what...
But that is ok...
All questions do not come with tailormade answers...
All answers may not be right..
I believe the perplexities of the silent chaos..gives rise to beginnings...till we find answers that fit..