I sat meditating for hours,
And found he doesn't speak,
Yet, I talked to him in the wordless language,
And found he speaks in soundless silence,
His words trickle on my heart like rain drops,
Inside my mud hut, with each beat of my heart
Mykoul
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I would like to translate this poem
the wordless language........ow it's silent praying from the heart core