The smallest of changes and the mind takes note
A tickle from a feather and we awake
The smallest discomfort in the body and it registers
The dog barks and we whine
The faintest whisper in the class and the teacher complains
The mind has a tendency to latch and hammer out the difference
In the silence of the universe, the mind is a market
In the silence of the ocean, the waves strike at us
In the stillness of the water, the ripples we note
Even In a vacuum of silence, the mind chatters
Focusing on that what is not, to that what is, is ?
Focusing on the silence beneath the noise is??
So true. Silence is of the soul. Noises, flashes of response to stimuli comes from the mind.