Silence

Sitting on the promenade Or the sandy beach below, Feeling the wind blow softly Through your hair and kiss Your face. Or walking through a woodland glade With the wind rustling the leaves On golden trees in autumn. And litter leaf blowing under your Feet as you walk. Or watching a milky moon softly Glide across a clear night sky, A clear orb shining through in the Night. Silence speaking volumes Pregnantly profound. That peaceful silence, still, yet Living, surrounding your thoughts As your mind meanders like the gentle Waves of an oasis in a desert That will revive lost souls. What peace there is when the World is still, where we can listen To the silence that floats through Our mind, relaxing our whole Being. Silence and stillness does Quietly speak.