By Bishnu Sankar Verma
The flowers bloom silently
The dews form quietly
The fruits mature in stillness
Silence decorates nature
The rising sun dispels the darkness in tranquility
The soft light of the evening moon censors the beauty in quietude
Quietness sings a musical note of the divinity of nature
The zygote develops quietly in the mother’s womb
The secret of creation paints its poetry of stillness
Time is silent
Space is silent
Causation is silent
Oh Lord, arouse the inspired silence in us
Let us land on eternal immortality
Like a tree, we may bear fruit quietly
I touch calmness somewhere
Silence creates beauty
Silence fashions wonder
My calmness goes beyond all distractions
Let me alight in the Womb of the Universal Mother
To develop and mature
Into a divine-sweet-mango