walking alone in silence,
silence, walked beside me
keeping pace
like my own shadow,
step by step.
making me wonder,
if silence is a gurgling stream,
or the lull in a darkened night.
a magic of a winter afternoon,
or the dance of the flower fairies.
in the moment,
of the silent magic
words keep forming in the ether
transpiring with my mind,
to hear in silence
the sounnd of AUM
AMIN and AMEN
all the same
which dissolves in the ether,
bringing about,
vibrations,
ripples of joy,
culminating into peace
tranquility and harmony.
ritty, thank you for this on this morning. 'ripples of joy' 'culminating in peace' Yes, I say, YES. BG
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Sounds are very important for our physical senses and the opposite goes for inner perception, where silence plays a greater role, a very beautiful write Ritty!