on silence

In the world where everyone wants to be heard - where everyone wants to talk at the same time and nobody is there to listen - be silent my friend – be a friend of silence - not the silence that is Imposed on you by fear or authorities but the silence that flowers to embrace and kiss you – the silence that spreads its aroma around you - the Silence that arises because something eloquent wants to be spoken – something elegant wants to be revealed - The silence that holds Radiance of the new moon and roses and that which cannot be said with these words – this silence is not different from you – it is a womb out of which the universe emerged – this silence is your own blooming heart.