inner voice, inner silence

In the world of noise, silence is treasure. Available now yet left for tomorrows.

Inner world is silent, in which the voice one seeks is no longer intuition, nor instinct, rather patience. Virtue known to one's silence only. 

To claim space for it and time, which is lost every second of our life, is the only thing we can do. The rest we leave to what will occur no matter us, no matter the world. 

Silence in which no voice is able.