Silence speaks
without words,
it weaves threads
between breath and thought.

In silence you hear
the unspoken,
the trembling of memories,
the beating of a heart
that hides nothing.

The language of silence
needs no letters,
it lives in the space
between two gazes,
in the pause after a sentence,
inbthe laying down of a hand
upon the table.

Those who listen to silence
do not hear emptiness,
but a source
that flows deeper
than any sound.

Silence is the language
of trust,
of peace,
of presence
with possession.