The soul screams.... "I want silence" ....... I ask, "What's that?"
She says, "Don't talk"
I, "Are u mad?"
She is mute..... I start asking, questioning, demanding, reprimanding.... Shhhhh.... Shhhhh.... She waves me off.... Quiet... Be still...
This seems new to me..... What would I do.... I am anxious.... Not think... Not ponder, not analyze..... Noooo.... I can't let her out of hand......
I vehemently disrupt her and get miffed with her.... For not giving me her full attention..... I.....wait....try again.... She is off.... In bliss..... Who am I? .... I am her mind...
She has the look of pure innocence... Playing like the soft waves which,, soundlessly dash against the shore..... That look... The feel which I have never seen in her before....
She is in love.... With silence..... Melting into the bliss of its purpose where I don't exist....
I feel alone, I'm not used to this.... I try to draw her attention and realize it's futile...... Think it's better to be with her for a moment watching her......
I enter in the love affair and.........
I don't exist...... I.... She..... Silence, are one where each of us are just there.......
Ecstasy pure love, freedom.........
"Just BE."
