Under The Shade of Silence

Under the Shade of Silence

I have a break under the shade of silence. I feel the soft breeze of quite thoughts, almost like, as if they donot exist. I am at the point where I donot realize the truth if there is any. I donot realize my being if I am really what I am. I am weightless, my soul flies away towards the horizon. Each time , I guess, she meets Infinity there.

Under the shade of silence, I realize the Greatness: The Humble Greatness. I am free to think what I want and I prefer not to think anything. I prefer not to shape or sharpen my thoughts. Oh, yes, I let silence, Humble Silence, dance with my thoughts. Each thought tries to conquer me, starting from my brain towards my soul. If I let this, oh, yes, I won’t be me any longer. Once if the thoughts conquer, it is a heavy burden, I tell you . Love changes to passion; breathless passion, anger changes to hate, wish changes to will and will to war…So each time I feel the conquest coming closer to my soul, I ask silence to dance with my thoughts and my dear Humble Silence… He always helps…

Sitting under the shade of silence, I am watching the most exciting dance; the dance of my thoughts. Belive me it is a dance for existence. They are strong, they want to win and I am softening them. It is like taming the wild horses or gently shaping the dimonds. They are so free, so valuable, my thoughts… They are me and my trip to infinity. They are what I lived in this life, what I want in this life. Oh, yes my thoughts are so valuable. There is nothing in this life between me and my thoughts. There is nothing closer to myself than my thoughts. But sometimes they get too heavy, too valuable and they think they have every right, even to conquer my soul… Oh, dear , it is a heavy load I tell you. You get up with thoughts, carry the same thoughts everywhere you go, then sleep with these thoughts… Can you imagine, 24 hours, seven days and god knows, sometimes for years and years… It is like…

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And can you feel what I feel? These are the times, like now, I call my friend, my closest friend , the Humble Silence, for help. He is always there. Anytime I need him, he is there, asking for nothing; just holding me tight and dancing with my thoughts till they disappear towards the horizon on their way to Infinity.

Oh, yes, there is nothing like having a rest under the shade of silence. Silence is peace. Peace in me, peace in the universe; the peace which makes me great… Great like the Humble Greatness.

Deniz Kite, June 2004