Silence

Echoing footsteps
Silent halls
Green grass when there should be none as all
Chilly rooms
Whispered words
Old books
Unknown faces with welcoming looks.
 Silence like a knife
Sharp and cold
Yet so peaceful.
Take me back
Its too loud here
Take me back to a place to dear


Thats my attempt at poetry. 
Trying to sum up my time at a Monastery where I spent most of my time in silence.
Boy was it wonderful.
I really needed that.

God was there. I felt time close by.