WHEN SILENCE BEFITS US
In nothingness, we thrive
There is neither ache nor conflict
In the midst of the quiet, abundance reigns
Peace bears its children and raises them be
We weed out the thistles and let the blossoms reign
Indeed the garden blooms with beauty and splendour
Our souls are renewed and revived, alive we are!
We speak not for we must not
For silence befits us
- Herispeak
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