The silence speaks, I tell my thoughts to stay quiet. Because I love the way the silence sangs to me. It says a lot without saying anything,
It feels the room with its presence, yet it remains unseen. It neither comes nor does it ever goes. It never argues or cry, it never leaves my side. It is easily disturb by voices, and the coming and goings of mankind.
But it never complains, just sit and listen, to the stories of day. Day or night, darkness or light. The silence embraces them all. Just waiting for it chance to speak. It sits and waits to be heard, it could be found, but have a loss for words.
It always has nothing to say. It just does silence just does. .
It always building roads that lead to thoughts. Thinking finds comfort in it's strong silent grip. The silence never leaves, it provides a place for noise to dwell. When it has enough. It silently ask noise to go. Time for meditation. Oh I listen to the silence, and found a silent awakening.