The Language Of Silence Poem by Kenneth Maswabi

In silence, there are lots of stories
Poems, parables and other stories
That are purely made of consciousness
It's not the thought nor imagination as many may think
Or even experience
It's the sudden appearance of a story, a poem or a quote
That astonishes me
Many times while I was unaware
A story was being packaged
Many times while I was unaware
A poem was being delivered
It's the miraculous substance of being
That brings joy to the heart
These stories are not punctured by thought
They appear as shiny pearls on the stage of being
Sometimes not to address any particular issue
But to undress the wisdom within
It is something out of this world
To be given the gift of listening to Silence
It is some kind of madness
To be able to hear the beautiful river of life
As it flows into existence
The unknown is suddenly known
The hidden becomes illuminated
The curtain of blindness lifted
The ocean of awareness fully displayed
Like a river, the language of Silence
Flows into the stillness of body, mind and soul
Bringing joy, peace and Love
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