In Silence

Silence.
Silence is deadly.
The silence before the storm.
Our inner silence.

In a truly rare moment, when there is just silence around you, you become aware of your own breathing. You feel your heart beating. Your consciousness rises to another level. You actually notice you're blinking. Your senses are so acute; picking up signals and glimpses of things around you haven't noticed before.
Yet silence numbs somehow. Silence awakens the senses yet it numbs you. It's like time stands still for that split second. You can move, but ure really immobile. You are numb. Numb while you listen to the silence.

In another kind of silence, so many words are spoken. In silence, we actually say something. The message is in that silence. It's just a message without words.
They say some things are better left unsaid. Are they?
Especially when the sound of their silence is defeaning and it's all you can hear?

In the end, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends ~ Martin Luther King, Jr