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The Song of Silence

And yet there was me,

Silently watching the stars come out of light,

Into the darkness,

To illumine the resting soul,

As a friend to the eternal traveller.


And yet there was me knowing,

The voice of silence cascading into the sound,

The breath of the blooming life dancing in the wind,

The irresistible nature of beauty,

And the beautiful Nature.


And yet there was me dreaming,

The vibrant depth of deep oceans,

The melting of the snow at blazing fires of mountains,

The birth of mountains from the dust,

And these billion dreams.


And yet there was me everywhere,

In every time & in every way,

Rising & falling, flying & diving,

Dreaming & Knowing

 and vibrating in the silence.


And yet there was me, the Silence – the infinite, eternal travelerImage.


Drama Dream


The Choice I made that day took me to places that one seeks. I could start feeling better the very moment the choice was made. It was like the coming of a powerful wind, full of speed & energy, yet calm, not pinching. The Guilt, the Pain & the Grudge swept away like fragile pillars of dust vanishing into thin air, like melting of acid-glacier into the vast ocean.

My thoughts were vibrating onto a different frequency broadcasting the dawn after moonless nights. How & why were answered. It was then & then was now & it was the beyond.

The land never cursed had all life immortal. I stepped in, on my wings, on the gentle breeze & sprinkling flowers showered on me the dew from the dawn of the Heavens.

“The sun & the moon were all stars. Above was no sky for it was floating nearby.” My body stood there beholding the first stage ever constructed, where every glance held a masterpiece.

I closed my eyes which had lids painted, opened & everywhere was there,

Kalon in silence

Floating & dancing & singing & waving



I chose to dream & dreamed fragments of this strange drama.