When I was touched
by his Silence
my eyes welled up
if only he spoke
I could stop crying
but his emotion overwhelmed
the tenderness flowed
down the being
as if I were a beggar maid
with nothing clothed
but his softness
I was moved beyond control
my body started vibrating
quivering my lips could not utter
a word of thanks
Silently I watched
nobility pouring out
with no noise
or disturbing languages.........
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
this is so meaningful, explaing the moments when our lips are sealed and eyes convey the thanks that come thru our hearts.... the last stanza is awesome