Hush...Hush...Hush


Hush....Hush....Hush


Your silence speaks,
my silence is dumb.
Your silence laughs,
my silence weeps.

Your silence listens,
my silence is deaf.
Your silence gazes,
my silence is blind.

Your silence strolls,
my silence is lame.
Your silence senses,
my silence is numb.

Your silence, a sanctuary;
my silence, a cemetery.
Your silence, holy water;
my silence, a mere wine.

Your silence inflates,
my silence diminishes.
Your silence says hello,
my silence waves good bye.

Such is the story
of our silence, my friend!

Dreamer, yes a big dreamer, I am.
Sometimes, in my dream, I see.

Our silence,
fighting
with each other
in the silhouette of noise.

Our silence,
wrestling
with each other
in the lovers arm.

Our silence,
shouting
at each other
in the cremation ground.

Our silence,
dancing
with each other
in the boulevard of trust.

Such is the story
of our silence, my friend!

Then I wake up, and realize
the diversity of our silence.
It is as diverse as the noise.

Your silence is clothed,
my silence is naked.
Your silence, an eternity
my silence, a poetry.

Your silence is beginning
- an alpha of everything
but my silence is the end
- an omega of everything.

Such is the story
of our silence, my friend!
Such is our story.

Silence, Ah! It neither creates
nor hides anything
but it resolves the mode
in which a fabric of our thoughts
are transformed furthermore.

Silence! Yes, it is not silent.
It is the heartbeat of the eternity.

Heartbeat of the eternity.

Hush....Hush....Hush

Hush...Hush....Hush

Copyright 2007 Bhuwan Thapaliya