-- *Mar*Of course — here’s a *poem inspired by YM Sarma’s “Communication of Feeling.”*
It captures the same spiritual essence: the silence beyond words, the language of breath, and the harmony between human and nature. ------------------------------ *The Language Without Words* When words fall silent, and breath becomes the bridge, the air itself begins to speak — soft syllables of wind and leaf. Beyond the tongue’s narrow gate, where meaning dissolves in stillness, feeling flows like unseen light between the spaces of two souls. A sage sits beneath a tree, his speech is fragrance, his thought — a ripple in the sky. He teaches through the rhythm of breathing, the rise and fall of being alive. The scholar arrives with books and doubt, carrying machines to measure silence. But silence cannot be measured, only entered, as one enters a sacred forest barefoot. A child of the hills hums to the breeze, and the forest hums back. No language, no alphabet — only the shared pulse of existence. When the eyes see beyond form, and the ears hear before sound, then understanding is not learned — it is *remembered.* For in that breath where you and the world are one, truth does not speak — it *radiates.* ------------------------------ Would you like me to render this poem in a *classical Indian style* (like something inspired by Tagore or mystic poetry of Kabir), or keep it in this *modern free-verse* voice? -- You received this message because you are subscribed to the Google Groups "Thatha_Patty" group. To unsubscribe from this group and stop receiving emails from it, send an email to [email protected]. To view this discussion visit https://groups.google.com/d/msgid/thatha_patty/CACDCHCKO_Z%2Bhu_TwJwLHS%2BOR%3D9NXfSUQgtJypWVOAX9cxRCvRA%40mail.gmail.com.
