The silence one can create
in the mind becomes a profound melody, that one can sense, above all the noise.
Music and its silence between the notes are the spaces that write its performance to its needs.
The
space in silence is beyond the music and all languages, it is the celestial
uniform in its ultimate creation to fill the cup of perfection.
Every little wondering in
time is the becoming of wisdom and the acknowledgment before the note is
played.
In the sphere of silence,
there is no wrong or right and ideals, it is the place where the soul is
consumed in the eternal fragrance.
Silence at times can be
very loud and one is forced to listen and learn from it, as it is a dimension
in its own right.
In the silent garden of the
mind the melody is transfixed and the stars scintillate its notes.
The Seers speak of the man
who has nothing to say and that he gives the wordy evidence of the genuine
fact.
Most truth is covered up
with secrets and silence, which makes it applicable that this silence is a lie,
which in time speaks for it self.
The melodies of silence are
the interpretation that makes everything dependent by this authority.
Languages can be twisted
into anything to create procrastinations and promises to seduce the soul without
meanings to wrap the mind into a temporary dull.
The true spirit and genius
of silence shudders at any incompleteness of thought and its dramatic
procurement.
Natures melodies are at
times like the silence before the storm and the calm after, giving the
signification of the two ears and one mouth that indicate twice the listening
before to speak.
The melodies of silence are
the ultimate friend that never will betray the heart and remembered in the
silence by of our loved ones.
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