Whispers of Silence
Whispers of Silence
Listen close, let your ears awake,
to silence’s tongue, so cool and kind—
It soothes the mind from restless ache,
a balm for souls left far behind.
When forests sleep, and secrets share,
In murmurs soft through shadowed trees,
be still, my friend, and linger there—
Attune your heart to nature’s tease.
Let searching eyes through beauty roam,
O’er blooming flowers, streams that glide,
O’er clouds in lines across the dome
of endless sky, so vast and wide.
Look deep—can you hear their gentle tune?
draw near the hush, the heard, unheard—
Your heart’s own blooms shall rise full soon,
thoughts spring like fountains, pure, unstirred.
From them, weave garlands, bright and free,
of poetry’s thread, in dawn’s first light—
Where sun ignites the buzzing bee,
and birds sing secrets, soft and slight.
Paint their song upon your soul’s vast scroll,
In twilight’s hush when moonbeams flee,
the woods stand still, a sacred whole—
whispering verse, if you but see.
You belong here, deep as a root to earth,
as I, as all, in timeless bond—
When day dissolves in shadow’s birth,
seek bamboo’s sway, where peace is found.
Moonlight dances, smiles on waters blue,
tells quiet tales to the serene—
Pause now, and let the silence brew
meditation’s gift, forever clean.
A silent dawn that sets the spirit free,
from chains that bind, from burdens deep—
In nature’s arms, eternally.
Jayaratne Weerakkody
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