Perhaps the primary virtue;
Lies in holding your tongue.
Silence possesses cherished value;
Whose praise is seldom ever sung.
He who does not understand silence;
Shall probably fail to decipher words.
The scorned cannot be healed with herbs;
Prefer a heart that’s more of diamond.
Do not mistake silence for weakness;
Power alone shall leave one speechless.
A time to scream, a time for silence;
Turn to Lord for help and guidance.
Silence in turn draws people closer;
Helps to regain their lost composure.
Like faith is what to firm believer;
Silence suggests a calm demeanor.
Views such that correspond;
Silence denotes a sacred bond.
Late into the hours of night;
Plays the most exquisite song.
Often serves as bold statement;
Vivid more than conversation.
Silence speaks louder than words;
Belongs to those who are patient.
In dreams there flew a white dove;
Resting upon a hand in glove.
Its silence gave the speech of love;
Its music of the spheres above.
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