Challenge, Silence, Flame

I love silence, more than go but it's a curious thing because I also hate it passionately sometimes as if silence were a thing that changed, a thing with many moods and many faceSeee Sometimes I wonder... Is there some difference in weight between the silence of snow and the silence of ash? Between the silence of the garden and the silence of the graveyard? Between the silence of sublime awe and the silence of oblivion's gaping maw? On some days, I meet silence with open ams, my reprieve, On some nights, I drunkenly challenge silence, screaming at my enemy-- How?! Why?! Like a perfect flame, that lights and burns the same, silence abides, and if God grant me wisdom, so will I.