I don’t need wordporn or something else to speak for me, only I can voice my thoughts. My thoughts, about my silence.
s i l e n c e
The only way you can hear the sound of your life. The harmony, the cacophony and sometimes, a chaotic mix of both..It is the absence of speech, to some, even the absence of my living. No, not to me.
My silence is my statement of clarity.It starts when my speech has fulfilled it capabilities and another word is a word, unnecessary, spilt, wasted. My silence is not defiance, it is respectful yet self assertive. Hear closely, and you will discover that the absence you speak of, is full to the brim.
Full with every word I have spoken. Full with presence, My presence.