Silence can be music.

Silently approaching winters 
and suspended fog over fallen dew
bubble in me
- tales -
of train journeys,
of coffee.
of ink.
and sometimes you.

Silence
is not always
the absence of music.
It just depends
on what you choose to do.

Either you reach the music
hidden in 'their' silence.
Or you let silence make music
every moment, inside you.

Photograph: Clicked @George Everest, Musoorie