Silence is the loudest voice of the heart.
It just sees. It ponders. It feels.
The realization is down, down deeper.
It knows the truth by conviction.
Sometimes saddened. Sometimes joyful.
But it always courses every channel.
Every way imaginable. So it hopes.
Silence have echoes of stillness.
Never underestimate it.
Never suppress it.
Never overpower it.
It is there to keep the journey.
With resounding sense of worth.