No more words…

Words, spoken, whispered, written, everywhere

You listen, you read, language does not care

Whether your soul can process it all

The words, like a thunderous waterfall…

Fall on the deaf ears of your troubled soul

Silence, not noise, shall make it whole

Stop the flow of words, be silent and witness

Your luminous soul come alive in the process

Let silence speak louder, let silence heal

Those deep wounds you have been reluctant to feel

Celebrate this silence in a world with words saturated

In silence is the seed from the chaff separated

Published by iheart11

A 30-something year old woman, physician by profession, fiercely passionate about work, family, travel and fashion..

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