Soft is the silence that is whispering to me
Its whispering and singing a sweet melody
Encouraging and supporting all that I can be
Silence is the passport that opens Eternity
The noises of nature are uplifting its true
But rumbles of silence are thought provoking too
Invading the spaces that are deep down inside
The echo of silence will point out all our pride..
The onset of motion with all of its activity
May blind us to wisdom that the silent ones sees
So we have to be pausing and we have to be still
If we would tap into that silence that refreshes the will
It has its own language and it has its own time
It motivates the artist and gives poetry its rhyme
It speaks to us clearly though words are not heard
If we listen in silence the soul will become word...