Overwhelming Silence

After chanting, we all sit silent, feeling the space left. I am suddenly aware of the silence that had always been there. Just as our voices strengthened as one, our silence was just as powerful.

I am sitting here, typing this, and there is silence. I can hear my roommate’s fan spinning. I can hear the crickets chirping outside. I can hear some odd machinery humming. I can hear the footsteps of my roommate as he comes in, suddenly breaking the silence.

Silence is fragile.