Silence listens to the voices of the people while on earth, a wisp of wind digresses In heaven God listens to each silent call at the footfalls of Silence...
Silence breathes quietly at the crack of dawn respiring softly at the ledge of twilight sunset Silence sits at the nucleus of our souls and lies at the footfalls of Silence...
Silence is at the ear of the heart it does not speak gently it leads us with a cupped hand to peace It knows how to collect waterfalls and breezes at the footfalls of Silence...
Silence is my linguistic heaven, my favorite speech it is my mantra, my Yoga Master, my go to place When things overwhelm I go to Silence and live, at the footfalls of Silence....