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SILENCE, I AM YOURS by Vrinda Aguilera

Sharing poetry on this forum, Journey of the Heart, is a unique experience…

It takes a lone individual's creative expressions of prayers, exultations, and melodies and offers them up on this beautiful platform to be experienced and consumed by others. These others, (all of you, dear readers) imbibing the poetic offerings, then mix, mingle and add your own unique flavors, moods, experiences- your longings, sorrows, and joys to take away that which you will.

As with anything worthy in this world, the original creation is never diminished by such sharing but, rather, is enhanced: reciprocation is created with this give and take dance with words.

For me, writing poetry comes from a place of flow, creative energy manifesting as written words on the page. Explaining my poetry can sometimes present more of a challenge since I am tasked with the job of switching over to appeal to my analytical mind and interpreting that which may defy or balk at explanation. Such is the case with this poem.

With respect for my resistance to define my words and because there is beauty in mystery I will refrain from further introductions.

Also, with regards to the participatory nature of this venue of sharing poetry, I invite and welcome you to express what this means to you. Let's have a conversation about silence...
Painting by Gabriel Picart

Silence, I am Yours

Silence, I am yours
You have my ear, my heart

Silence, I see you donned in your cloak of quietude
I notice the absence of ripples not stirred by you
I stroke your vast abyss which is by no means vacant
Your emptiness fills my heart for you are actually not empty, not at all

You are robust in your presence
Velvety and smooth and black as spent embers
Or the rich cocoa of a moonless night

Silence, a smile plays on my lips as we share an unheard joke
But I hear you and grasp your slight, oh so subtle wit

It is you and I, dancing into the night
Yours palms are never sweaty
I let you lead and am comforted by your tender sway

Silence I am yours

Vrinda Aguilera is a Montessori trained primary school teacher, an intuitive energy healer, a closet poet, and practitioner of bhakti-yoga. She is passionate about supporting women on their spiritual journey and is an experienced life-coach. She lives in rural Florida with her husband and three children where she blossoms in the experience of mothering. You may connect with her by e-mailing her at:

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  1. I love all the beautiful metaphors you use to unveil your relationship with silence. From your poem, we can tell it is indeed a very intimate and enriching one! It a deep experience that seems to connect you with your core. And so, it reminded me of this quote by Hazrat Inayat Khan: "What was it in the wilderness that gave peace and joy? What was it that came to us in the forest, the solitude? In either case it was nothing else but the depth of our own life, which is silent like the depths of the great sea, so silent and still. It is the surface of the sea that makes waves and roaring breakers; the depth is silent. So the depth of our own being is silent also. And this all-pervading, unbroken, inseparable, unlimited, ever-present, omnipotent silence unites with our silence like the meeting of flames.” Thank you for sharing, dear Vrinda! xoxo


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