ssshhhhh......

Silence isn’t the absence of noise it’s the muteness of words
The stillness of death and the silence of the dark tomb is heavy and laden with unresolved regrets
that waits for the judgement day to call …it’s purpose for now..stillness …..but yet keeping the secrets of the dead.
Beneath the bluest ocean filled with life, there exists a silence of preoccupation- just basking with the sharks in the languorous, undulating tides- mute yet voluble.
Silence is a friend who locks shared secrets within their heart and holds them precious as jewels and preserved from the degrading light
The enemy is also silence… who has not felt the betrayal of trust when words would have eased pain but there came only silence?
Silence is fear…instilled by those wishing to subjugate, harm or hurt – a silent child is a travesty.
Silence is the love expressed in an arm around a weeping mothers shoulders.
Silence lives in lonely places, lonely hearts and lonely faces.
Silence is different….
Silence is everywhere……
Silence is everyone…..