The Silence Within

 

 

Silence is woven into the fabric of existence,

It is what connects us,

It’s how we know what’s not being said,

Silence is all around.

Thoughts resound,

And it’s the Silence that holds it all in.

I used to think

that there was no freedom,

no creativity,

or spontaneity. Because mind follows mind.

Try it next time,

when you’re standing in conversation,

with your arms folded and glance to the side

watch the mirrors of mind

follow in kind.

The real freedom, though,

is to know,

that this is the interconnection

of our Silence within.

 

 

Picture: “Lone Pine on Mountain” By Danny Flozi. Ink on rice paper.