The Language of Silence

The Rain meeting a sea ,

The white downpour at night,

The play of sun and shadow,

The wind waving a leaf,

They said it all, in a divine way;

It was the language of silence.

(know not what)

I felt it strange, like it rained

It was beautiful, like the white downpour

It was so dynamic, like the play

Something unseen carried it, like the wind

I wanted to say it all, know not how

It was something somewhere. (know not what)

Like its nature, it took me its way;

And the language discovered itself.

And I said it all, in a divine way.

Dedicated to: