Quiet. Silence is Speaking.

Silence. The air is talking. The waves crashing. The planes rocket forth in the distance. How rare to just sit. To shut off the machine and simply exist. The silence looks black or white depending on the day. One moment the sun seems unable to rise, And all the nothingness appears empty. Yet soon enough the quiet shines a light. Emptiness becomes openness, a fertile … Continue reading Quiet. Silence is Speaking.