In the realm of hush and calm,
Where words retreat and thoughts embalm,
A tapestry of stillness weaves,
In silence, the soul perceives.
No whisper soft nor rambunctious sound,
Just quietude's embrace profound,
Eyes close to hear the world within,
A dance of solitude begins.
In the silence, secrets dwell,
Hidden gems, no tongue can tell,
The symphony of muted grace,
Unfolds in this tranquil space.
The stars above, they softly gleam,
Each glimmer paints a wordless dream,
No need for language to convey,
Emotions in this wordless ballet.
A breeze may brush against the trees,
Yet, silence reigns through melodies,
The rustling leaves hum a gentle song,
To hearts that listen all night long.
In moments of profound retreat,
Where solitude and silence meet,
The core of self begins to mend,
In whispers of an ancient friend.
The deepest truths remain untold,
Yet in silence, they unfold,
For in the quiet, we find the key,
To unlock life's profound decree.
So, let us cherish silence's art,
And let it heal the wounded heart,
In stillness, we may come alive,
With words unspoken, we'll thrive.
