Silence

         When silence is met, all noise must be conquered. The two cannot possibly survive in the same space; for a glass cannot be both completely empty and completely full. When a cacophony of sounds bombards ones ears in an almost overwhelming din, there simply can be no silence.

         Then, when one seems to be suffocating in silence, no noise can exist for than it is not silence, but sound. But silence �" it seems �" is not as soundless as we always assume. For silence has the ability to scream and holler and whisper and gasp. It is in the silence   that we speak the most truth - with expressions and actions, observation and understanding.  Now whether that means that silence is simply impossible to achieve or that it is just a little louder than first imagined, is impossible to figure out.

         So pause . . . can you hear that?

                  . . . Silence. 

Reviews

[Dipanjan Dutta]

Extremely well written...loved it...and I must admit that ..

"silence " it seems " is not as soundless as we always assume"

or may be that I haven't found silence as soundless yet...so right here right now I think I should pause...could I hear that?... :) :)

[NoelHC]

Silence is golden, it is said. And truly, there is never complete silence. I think I have only experienced something close to silence once, up in the north of Canada, in the bush, off the highway to Alaska, on a perfectly calm, still day. Not a breeze to rustle a branch, no birds singing, no animals calling, no cars on the highway nearby, no planes passing overhead, 35,000 feet above me. I did pause, and I did hear the silence. It was magical.

A lovely write again Tash, and thank you for taking me to that magical few moments I spent that one morning.

I am very impressed with the range of things you write about, the selections you have chosen to share here are so diverse. I love it.

Did you ever pop into a bookstore and look at Nunn's Maralinga novel yet? She is worth looking into, writes great tales of Australia, Beneath the Southern Cross is about your home town, and got me started on her.

Have a lovely evening, I am always amazed when I think I am ready to start work, and you are winding down the day there. : )