Only The Silence Remains

Are you the pillar
and I the earth
your vision to the sky
my solitude –
between the roots.

In discord – you chill me
what must I do, but heave
to reach your height of frost
while my heated thoughts
smolder by the fire.

What contentions
do our minds pretend to play
when your columns are so high
and my dissension –
a sentiment away.

Then what is left to say
when all the words have gone
and only –
the silence remains.