Silence is our preferred language.
Those quiet stretches that seem to
Expand and surround us
As we try to learn it’s syllables
(Something we are both good at).
A conversation that carries on and on
As we debate and discuss
Disagree and negotiate
Sans words, sans sight, sans proximity.
In a world of people fighting
For their words to be heard
Our silence speaks louder than ever,
A silent communion between two kindred souls.
©GauriCS
Impressions, Expressions & Musings 