Silence

Sometime I simply quit my presence anywhere. Mind sometime get confused. The imperfectness of words and expressions, their limitedness make me sometimes stay away from saying anything. Though there are beautiful languages to be sung of, sublime ideas to be expressed of. Plenties are them and never ending are them. Yet enough have already been spoken expressed by the lordly ones.

Also when you sit back for enquiry all those problems, ideas melt away to nothingness. In the quiteness you will belong.

But warned you, though they melts away when you sit back, get up and walk those problems will hit you back again. That goes on for a long time.

Glory to all. May the pristine purity shine in all your hearts. May the lord bless all.