Silence Listens

Silence Listens In the quietude of a room at night When all is hushed to stern and strict silence When the soft chirping of crickets takes flight When rebounds of the breeze are no hindrance, A listening silence creeps in around, A deep quietness invades the surround; In the serene space where no voice slithers Silence stretches its soft, sensitive ears To eavesdrop a desolate folk`s shivers Gauge the extent of a soul`s inner fears Listen to pangs of a desolate heart And try relief and rapture to impart; The solitary silence of a room, Seemly spot to delve down the inner self The seedbed for truth to take root and bloom A fitting ground to realise oneself, Lends its kind ears to echoes from the wall And is a close companion in the fall. Let the roaring din of the outside world Entice those who yearn for mundane delight; For splendid souls who seek serenity Silence of a room ignites inner light, Ideal seedbed for enlightenment And liberation from imprisonment. Let the ears of silence hear our heartbeats, Vibrations of our spirit and our soul, That it may transmit tales of our feats To the sky where it may wish to unfurl As silence is the place where we become, The source from where transpire our sweetest hums.