An article by guest contributor Patricia Audrey Hakim (291 words, 2 min. read)
With a graceful calm, Silence sneaks the streak of a shooting star. Holding it gently, in an upbeat gesture, it cues its awaiting surroundings.
Silence is the conductor of nature’s symphony.
The downbeat signals the first note of the wind brushing happy leaves.
Without that whooshing, the leaves would not rustle, they would simply lie still.
Fluttering eyelids stir yawning creatures from dreamland.
As cheeky flowers bloom, a second note rubs a cricket’s wings, a third hoots a sleepy owl, and a fourth slurps water from the cool stream by a bear cub.
Murmuring movements flow melodies scattered throughout.
That sleepy quietude yields a vital presence. An undertone of freedom partners with Silence. As the conductor, it breathes out lyrical tunes that in turn give us a breath.
Do you think that when a tree falls in the forest, it makes a sound?
Well, con brio! Silence invites the creaking bend, the cracking branches, and the forte thud that reverberates for us all.
That’s the magic. It goes from quiet to phenomenon and still balances serenity.
The strength of Silence is in creating sounds that comfort and stimulate at once.
Sounds that move our hearts and invigorate our bodies.
The perception is one of emptiness.
But it’s not filling a void, it’s fulfilling a soul.
The fullness of Silence honors the ode from nature. Its boundless generosity welcomes all desires of presence.
And thanks to Silence, we can distinguish, and hear, the instruments of life.
When the vitality of sound fades into tranquility, Silence returns the streak of the shooting star to the sky.
Where the infinite promise of darkness illuminates the light.
A Note To Think About.
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