Silence is reflected when the five senses though consciously alert are unshaken, unwavered and attentively mesmerized. Silence is the extended being of you: “ Me, myself and I”, forming a trinity that is a perfect oneness. Silence is the spiritual encounter and out of body experience. Silence is hearing the whispers of the gods, the serenity of the universe, the trembling of the earth, the stillness of the oceans and the cries of the heart.
Silence entices the intelligence, focuses on the swing, challenges the ideologies, weaves the inventions, molds the creativity, and mystifies the awesomeness. Silence makes you hover over places you never been and sense feelings you never experienced before. Silence moves you into a world outside space and time.
Silence is the eyes and ears, minds and souls conspiring in the intimacy of the confined body. Silence is that mute yet vocal inner voice, shout, sigh and pandemonium overshadowed by inaudible sounds.
Silence is the altar where worshippers prostrate in reverence, in reflection and in sophistication. Silence is that golden web where mankind is caught in a superbly and magnificently executed and renditioned artistic concert rather than an exhibit as silence is no hacking, no talking, no tromp walking down the aisles.
Not a sound... nor a wheeze, not a cough ... nor a sneeze, not a rustle ... nor a squeeze, not a whisper ... nor a breeze,
