How utterly natural and nourishing silence can be, particularly where there is love. I cannot think of anything less like emptiness than quietly feeling love for another individual. And the joy of seeing someone doesn't always bring the desire to speak. To bask in a loving, shared silence that is shaped only by the mutual breathing-in of another's presence. And to close your eyes, and know completely how substantial is any silence that cradles love - a pure love that remains, long into the quiet after they are gone...
Thursday, August 15, 2013
Touching silence...
How utterly natural and nourishing silence can be, particularly where there is love. I cannot think of anything less like emptiness than quietly feeling love for another individual. And the joy of seeing someone doesn't always bring the desire to speak. To bask in a loving, shared silence that is shaped only by the mutual breathing-in of another's presence. And to close your eyes, and know completely how substantial is any silence that cradles love - a pure love that remains, long into the quiet after they are gone...
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