The Murmur of Silence

The murmur of silence,
Thoughts of an empty mind,
Within my deepest self
Chaos I only find.

Confused ideas of the moment
Like a terrible tempest that, to fly,
With its whistling winds,
Stirs the dark clouds in the sky.

Peering 'round a room in my life-
It's a hall with million a door.
How from such a mad quantity
Am I to choose which to explore?