Light of day

Silence is the light of day,
It never left Itself.

It doesn't matter how many boxes
of chocolates you put in front of her,
how creamy and pure,
how rich and dark,

She is already full,
satisfied;

there is no craving.

She is not moved by it.

Silence has no body,
no mouth.

She is so much bigger than the chocolate.
She is lasting.

This is the end of hell,
nothing to kill over.

Bigger than all the universes
as far as you can imagine,

the war on (chocolate)
is over,
her innocence returned.

No one
has ever hurt you.

Silence remains.
True Friendship,
Silence needs nothing,
She only gives and gives and gives...
all that is...