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Freedom in Silence
Freedom in Silence
My heart does beat with quiet passive desire,
It chooses not and when to start or stop.
The plasma continues to flow without a thought,
No act of choice when love makes pressures drop.
Not so the tongue between my lips,
Ruled by free will, passion and desire in kind.
Choice causes it to move, roll and curl,
Simple actions forced by thoughts of a subtle mind.
And many a time such simple are the feats,
have results which can and are so dire.
Some end with in passion of a lovers' embrace,
Others still with a funeral pyre.
So the question now is I now pose,
to what lengths may my uncontrolled free will go?
Hath it always in it's hold free speech,
Or is free silence the answer? I don't know.
All I can say to what I have asked and posed,
Is that in silence I find a kindrid soul,
The pain and the suffering that words can cause."
For if it is, then loss of my tongue would be no loss.
11/28/2005 2:31 am
Your post mood is peaceful ... I'm glad if you are truly peaceful ... Why are we finding/seeking peace at such times as 4:00 AM |
Free speech or free silence ... I don't know either ... Maybe a little of both ... Potential for hearing too much solitude in silence ... I think our will, passion, and desire need to be heard on some level ... Speech and Silence both have uncertain consequences we cannot control
I don't know that I understand more than a hazy glimpse of this Lil. If our friendship works perhaps I'll understand more by your silence and your speech.
I hope you find a kindrid soul against the pain and suffering. You have my friendship regardless.
"One only understands the things that one tames," said the fox. "Men have no more time to understand anything. They buy things all ready made at the shops. But there is no shop anywhere where one can buy friendship, and so men have no friends any more. If you want a friend, tame me . . ."
"What must I do, to tame you?" asked the little prince.
"You must be very patient," replied the fox. "First you will sit down at a little distance from me--like that--in the grass. I shall look at you out of the corner of my eye, and you will say nothing. Words are the source of misunderstandings. But you will sit a little closer to me, every day . . ."
~Antoine de Saint Exupéry~
The Little Prince
S'io credesse che mia risposta fosse
A persona che mai tornasse al mondo,
Questa fiamma staria senza piu scosse.
Ma perciocche giammai di questo fondo
Non torno vivo alcun, s'i'odo il vero,
Senza tema d'infamia ti rispondo.