Poem: The substance of silence

It’s not the voice of Silence

That draws me closer

To the heart of existence

It’s the purity of Silence

That drowns my thoughts

Submerging my being

Into the fabric of nothingness

The substance of Silence

Is not found in speech or thoughts

The substance of Silence

Is not imagined

Or manufactured

The substance of Silence

Emerges from within

Fully dressed

In a veil of wisdom

The substance of Silence

Seeks not my purity

Just my presence

Inside the leaf of existence

It’s possible

That I am the chlorophyll

And Silence is the Light

Together we are the fabric

That focuses life onto the beacon of hope

©

Kenneth Maswabi