Hearing Silence

Even in the silence

There is sound

Draped over the water

Enshrouded in clouds

Even before a noise

There is an afterthought

Lingering sensations

Echos of conversations

Even in the quiet

of contemplation

An unseen song resounds

What is overheard

Within ourselves

Whispers of knowing

Underneath any words

Like the novel language

Of identical twins

There is a sound

in the silence of our hearts

May we allow (hold the space)

May we wait (hold the time)

May we listen (hold the attention)

May we discern (hold the conversation)

May we speak (hold up the art)

Our Sounds of Truth

Of higher Self with self;

A divine conversation