In the Silence

by braveandrecklessblog

There is a fullness

An eloquence

To the space between your words

I am a woman who listens

Attentively to the silence

Who understands intuitively

That certain essential truth

Lies poignantly

Not in the busyness

Of what is articulated

But in the still quiet

Of the words unsaid


There is meaning

To your pauses

There is communication

Radiating in your eyes

I try to respect your silence

And speak to you

In this mother tongue

In the gentle, tentative

Touch of my hand

On your face


In the way I close my eyes

When you caress mine

I speak this silence to you

With the breath of my lips

Against yours

It whispers in the beat

Of my heart

Barely audible

As our souls

Brush by each other

Let us dwell

In this quiet, sacred space


8 Responses to “In the Silence”

  1. I observe the making of an artwork in this. It starts with a sketch and grows into finer details. And the pace seems gives the silence a real form. Nice!

  2. Thank you Venkat– I like the pace of this as well, the unfolding.

  3. “There is meaning, To your pauses” – we think pauses mean someone has nothing to say or add when in that time they were really allowing us to understand how much our words meant to them, I like the thoughts you have painted here

  4. Whoa!!! This is a real masterpiece to silence and the alternative means of communication that are so often missed. I loved this! The work of one that listens to the Whispers of the Universe!! There is a lot of truth hidden between the lines in a poem and in life?? Bravo!

  5. , silence speaks to the heart – love this poem


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