Silence knows
The other half
And the whole
As the truth
Words speak
As ornamental splinters
On a bed of silence
Waiting for ears
To welcome them
Silence lives the truth
Words cannot build
They break it apart
Feeding each a morsel
We can lend our words
But not the ability
The experience of truth
Without crutches
Comes as we swell
In the ocean of silence

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