Silence whispers in my ear.
Amidst the noise of this mad world,
a subtle tune is playing.
An invitation to an invisible dance,
a soundless song, a wordless truth.
An understanding is growing,
which is beyond knowing.
A surrendering is happening,
which exceeds victory.
In a place,
outside of ideas of who I am,
I find myself.
The waves break on the shore.
The birds cry as the wind blows.
The waterfall babbles into the pond.
I sit and watch,
with eyes closed.
With heart open.
A gentle smile plays on my lips.
Love is growing.
Relaxation is deepening.
People ask questions about everything.
If they could only listen to silence,
they would hear everything.
Vasant Swaha
