Silence Speaks

When you hear the noise,

Inside of me,

And thin air in still winds,

Is all you see.

Where secrets spill,

And sinners crawl,

Where false is at vanish,

And hypocrisy's veil has its fall.

It is wisdom that glows,

Where no sound is caught,

Where silence speaks,

When words cannot.

They say action speak louder than words,

Or a picture is worth a thousand words,

But silence is the quiet percussion,

That let a million mysteries unearth.

Silence is simplicity,

Filled with truth and lies and conspiracy,

Where all of life's truth and false becomes unrecognisable,

Still unaffecting to the silence's complexity.

Where words can't fill the crevice,

The pacified silence leaks,

Bare.

Wisdom let preach,

And where pictures and actions are out of reach,

The silence speaks...