Silence Speaks

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This is a poem that truly and profoundly captures a value which I hold very close to my heart… that of silence… Thank you, Sonya, for gracing my site…

Originally posted on Follow Your Shadow:

~ when silence speaks, we should listen ~

listen to the silence of the bells in the temple and the church
the stillness in the call for prayer

listen to the silence of submission, what is left to say?

silence is the loudest voice in the face of injustice

the silence of a baby’s breath

in silence you are rediscovered

a silent love thrives 

and when the final silence arrives He will speak for you, listen

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About connectedness…

Shrub abstract

“We are entwined… At the basic level, fingers, hands, legs, feet, bodies… At the higher levels, thoughts, feelings, love, appreciation… Across time, over continents, our connectedness endures. You will never be alone and neither will I… It is the same moon that oversees our evenings… And the same sun that causes our nourishment” – shrub in garden, Nairobi 

About many valid interpretations…

cloudburst

“Whatever you see here, solid, liquid, gas, blue, white, grey, soft and happy, hard and angry, flowing, drifting, falling, all of it has only one essence… I wish you would understand that about yourselves… you were all created from one soul, you see!”

 

“Every once in a while, I need to let go the emotions that I am holding onto so tightly… When the tears fall, they provide immense relief and yet I know that raindrops in the ocean can never be found… Let go your attachments, fears, sadness…”

 

“You see clouds, rain, the ocean, I only see water… everywhere… You see tall, short, pretty, ugly, white, brown, polite, rude, I only see soul… everywhere…”

 

“These raindrops did not need to find a river or a long journey to reach their final abode… what absolute great fortune… but isn’t beauty found in the journey as much as arriving at the destination?”

– Cloudburst over the Indian Ocean, Mauritius

About the origin…

cloudburst

“Whatever you see here, solid, liquid, gas, blue, white, grey, soft and happy, hard and angry, flowing, drifting, falling, all of it has only one essence… I wish you would understand that about yourselves… you were all created from one soul, you see!” – Cloudburst over the Indian Ocean, Mauritius