“The small truth has words that are clear;
the great truth has great silence.”
-- Rabindranath Tagore
When light races across the universe
It runs on silent feet.
While night stretches its dark wings across
the sky, the moon is enveloped in silence.
As trees grow through the sky and dance
in the wind, their roots sink silently.
In the deepest reaches of the forest, where
no birds call, there is silence.
When fine minds commune across time
and space, thoughts travel silently.
Where love is strong, there is no need
for words.
Within the awful shattering chaos of war,
lives a still and silent seed of peace.
