The Answer of Silence

Your questions keep repeating,

Altho' they're answered yet:

The silence that follows them,

Holds all the answers you seek.

When you speak to the infinite,

It can reply but with itself.

Here it was before you called it,

And was unwanted from the start.

All to all has yet been given,
Even though it is not taken.

Time and again will it be offered,

Till you acquire the taste at last.