Silence is the language of loss.
When words fail us, silence soothes us.
It is taught by death. Death of a part, death of a kind.
The dead are silent for eternity. To honour them, we offer silence in minutes.
When a child goes silent disaster looms. When an adult becomes silent his spirit is crushed.
Meditation uses silence to find self. Reflection uses silence to find meaning.
Silence is the language of the end.
If it is not the end, free your voice.
– Osasu Oviawe