I can hear the unspoken whispers
The universe whispers…
Through the swish of the wind,
Rustle of the leaf, swaying of the branches,
It whispers through the cloud formations,
Creaks of the earth, parched, wet, soggy, dry.
It whispers through the tide of oceans,
Crashing of the waves, rise and fall of rhythmic waves.
It whispers through the still hills and snow capped mountains.
Through the timeless stillness, eerie silences, sunsets and sunrises…
It whispers through the blooms,
Through kaleidoscope of Colours,
Through vibrant, silent grassland growths
It utters silent sounds…
The conscious, the unconscious, sub conscience,
Are a constant whisper,
Alive, vibrant pulsating entity,
Like the calm uttered
As the earth spins into the void of space.
The silence of the universe
Loud, soundless voices of the cosmic.
You can hear them all…
If, you close your cosmic eye and open your spiritual ears.
Those silent unspoken whispers
Are tuned into the very vibrant silent pulse
Of our whispered entity.