How Can I Word What Is Beyond Words !

How Can I Word What Is Beyond Words ! prose poem

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Tried , Recalled and Moved backward
in Timeless times of Total Recall !
Tried , Tried , Tried and Tried to Recall
the Timeless countless times
and my words Totally Recoiled into Silence !
Silence is the Elixir now
that cheers up the Soul !
The Eloquence of Silence is always beyond words.
If it can be worded ,
it is not the Silence HE is looking for within you.
Silence only increases the thirst for deeper silence.
Silence only replenishes the soul with its food -Light .
Silence only prepares the mind to perceive His World.
Silence only expands the consciousness to fathom the Infinite .
Silence only removes the hunger of the five senses.
Silence only makes the veils of mirages & falsehood disappear.
Silence only teaches you all the lessons of Surrender to Him.
Silence only imparts the knowledge to the drop
that it can merge in the Sea

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asoke kumar mitra
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khurana sabb……………….silence is golden…..did you ever listen to the sound of silence……..your heart beat……………………………………………………………..
loved your poem so very much, my voice choked……..my prayers god bless you……for this wonderful write….
I am in Kolkata, my regards

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