I heard a renowned writer say:
"I speak silence better than
English or Spanish."
From the silence
come words of wisdom,
a sense of wonder,
and invention.
How vast this universe alone.
How infinite its
manifestations.
And all arise from
the silence which
flows like a river
beneath the surface
of everything.
You look upon my face,
and you judge.
I unlatch your outerness,
and love sees love
and smiles,
and our speech
is ought but silence.
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