The two faces of silence.

There are two kinds of silence in the world.

One is born of fatigue, the other of peace.

In the first, the soul falls silent because it is tired of the noise.

It does not want to hear anymore because every sound brings pain.

This silence is cold and empty, like the winter earth on which nothing grows.

Many call this peace, but in reality it is only exhaustion.

The other silence does not close itself off from the world, but on the contrary — it opens itself to it.

This silence does not listen, but listens.

It does not arise from lack, but from fullness.

It is like the moment before spring, when everything is still, but you can already feel that life is about to speak.

The silence of a desolate person raises a wall.

The silence of a wise person opens a window.

One flees, the other welcomes.

Therefore, not all silence is sacred, and not all words are unnecessary.

Silence is not emptiness unless there is light behind it.

Because true peace is not the absence of noise, but the silence of presence, where one no longer wants to take anything from the world — one just lets it pass through.