Practicing wordlessness

If wordlessness were not a word

It should have been invented.

It covers so much ground

in the range of (in)human emotions

 

Wordlessness embraces you

When nothing else does.

In joy, in sorrow in deep regret

In things that hurt too deeply

For words to be uttered

For tears to be shed..

 

I may have not invented the word

Born too late for that

But I am sure I had a major contribution

In redesigning

The feeling that goes with it

Hand in hand.

Cape Sounion sunset, Greece

Cape Sounion sunset, Greece

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