In the realm where silence dwells,
A hushed symphony of tales it tells,
In whispers soft, the secrets flow,
A dance of stillness, a tranquil show.
Silence, the canvas, paints the night,
With stars that shimmer, pure and bright,
It weaves a tapestry of dreams,
Where the soul finds solace in silent streams.
In the forest, where the shadows play,
A world of quietude holds sway,
The rustling leaves, a gentle breeze,
A quietude that puts the heart at ease.
Upon the mountaintops so high,
Where eagles soar and clouds drift by,
Silence sings its ancient song,
A melody to which all hearts belong.
In the depths of ocean blue,
Where mysteries lie in waters true,
Silence cradles the creatures deep,
Their silent world, a treasure to keep.
Amidst the noise of bustling days,
Silence offers a sacred maze,
A refuge for the weary soul,
To find their way, to be made whole.
In the silence, we find our core,
A sacred space to explore,
To listen, learn, and understand,
The beauty of this wondrous land.
So let us cherish this gift divine,
The precious quiet, a grand design,
For in the hush, we find our grace,
And in the stillness, we embrace.
