Silence doesn’t mean no voice at all

In the very core there’s a talk

That needs to be heard and care for

Sometimes silence speak so kindly

 From the mind, heart, and soul

 In a calm ocean and patient wind

In spite of there silent they hidden

There voice of storm and thunder

For the climax of there silence

They will burst out what they hiding

A mute could not speak through mouth

But his whispering so loud

From the heart

When you learn to listen him

You will regret the time

You ignore his silences

Silence is an art of quietness

To be understand and discovered

To be paint in wide heaven

To recognize not in the darkness

But within the heart of acceptances