Sometimes... Poem by malini kadir
Sometimes...
Sometimes it is silence
That makes us value
The beauty of the moment
The magic of the environment
The joy of the possession
The Charms in relationship
Silence is music
Silence is resonant
with vibrations
It links to the infinite
In the universe with out,
And the unique verse
Within
That is You
Silence unearths
The uncut diamond
Hidden from view
In the grim of confusion
Silence stills, tills
grows
irrigates
harvests
Mind into fields
Of good yield
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~malinikadir
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Yes, Malini. Silence may not always be golden, but has the potential to give us focus. To help us sift through the grains of worthiness, twixt the mind and the physical.
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4/24/2024 7:33:52 PM # 1.0.0.1119
“Silence stills, tills grows irrigates harvests Mind into fields Of good yield” An outstanding work with silence. I am delighted. Excellent imagination.10+++