That silence just flows.
It does not shout. It talks gently;
it does not force.
but goes to places that are empty.
Sometimes it makes you cry,
it seems to close your eyes and ears;
you are astonished,
but it is a full river of fertile tears.
It does not hurt. It penetrates.
Is does not change but it transforms; it gives life to dead matter;
Your body can not resist, so from your side come
fertile blood and fresh water.
Words of silence
are like the silence of God:
you can hear its smallest sound,
you can hear the sound of your blood.
Your can hear these words of silence
even amidst much noise,
because their tongues are like fire, they burn your throat,
they make flow an ineluctable voice.
In the silence of words there is no place for questions,
your can ask: what is true?
There comes no answer,
because what is true is inside you.
Roli Marín Tapia
Redactor Prensamérica Perú