Thoughts Encircling

Silent is my soul,stunted is the growth,
stopped are the winds,the mercy is mean,
the need is glean,the waves are low
and the hole seems to grow.....

i see it as it happens not helpless but am wothout a reason
i wish for no more,ita ll seems so stable
desires see no more,the thirst hurts no more
i feel complete to say, i dont know
where i am headed for this world is silent and the nights seem long
the Ruth is fulfilled,i see to beg them no more