The beauty of silence
Silence is tension, Silence is uncertainty, Silence is confusion Silence is ambiguity Yet, Silence is so beautiful. It eddies away like Zephyr and Drifts away like a hot shower It doesn't let you conquer, Until the last moment, Gets smarter and smarter. Silence is unworded words And unspoken speech. Silence is ungranted The meaning is difficult to reach. Silence is a mystery, Silence is clandestine, It is the soul of the reticent, The language of divine. Silence is unimaginably lofty, In a sense that it doesn't pervade, Nor lets. It is seldom decipherable, But a confusion lingers on, It is...